RAIN
I am not done with um, and he isn't down with me yet.
He pushes me up his lap and he starts kissing me not minding the mess he has made.
My bare ass rubs on the half-hard cock and I can't help but slide it up and down between my cheeks. God, I want to feel him buried in me so bad, but not yet.
My hands slip under his shirt, touching the hard abs, and his chiseled chest as he mauls my lips with his. A kiss has never been filthier.
I tug the shirt up, which causes us to break apart in heavy breaths as I take his shirt off but he catches it before I throw it away.
He uses it to clean my face a little, then licks the rest of his come off my face.
We stare at each other for a moment, even as I rub myself all over his dick. The room smells of us, combined and the wet subtle squelching noises that's happening down our waists fill the room.
"Do you love me?" I ask him, suddenly needing to know how he feels.