I was stroking my cock a little faster now, and I knew what was next. Looking right at me, actually the mirror, she grabbed her butt and she pulled h...r face closer to her crotch. The she relaxed back a little, and then resting her hands pulled again even more raising her ass higher up to her chin. It looked so strange like there were two people there and you just could not see the rest of the other girl’s body– how could her body bend like that? She relaxed and grabbed her ass again and came. Sure, she tried to struggle away, but I easily pulled the ninety-pound waif into my closer grasp. I crawled on top of her, covering and controlling her wee little form with my substantial, one-hundred-ninety pounds. Our faces were inches apart, and I drank in how her skin flushed prettily, how her nostrils flared rapidly, and how her pupils dilated into two big black pools.I reared up onto my knees, manhandling the girl into a position in which I could seize the waistband of her too-short. Experimentally she added a slight sideways swing to her hip movement and Jackson let out a guttural grunt of appreciation.“I must look like shit.” Tegan mused a loud, suddenly self-conscious that she might look as tired as she felt, and had done nothing about her hair. She wasn’t fishing for a compliment, it had just been a long time since Jackson had seen her first thing in the morning and almost never had they simply woke up and begun fucking.“You never look like shit.” Jackson assured her,. I take my warm hands and run them all over your hot chest, loving the feel of the soft hair. I smile manically as I get to your nipples. You look down at me warily, as I continue grinning wolfishly up at you. Suddenly, I move forward and press my moist tongue to your hardened nipple. You gasp as I graze my teeth over the hard nub. Then gasp again as I blow cool air over them, causing them to pucker in erotic sensitivity. I purr as you run your hand down my back, and underneath my jeans to grip.