Love Hate Relationship
He covered her nipple in his hot mouth while his fingers traced the other.
Sasha's lips parted in which little moans left from. Her hands went to his head and caressed his scalp, twirling his hair on her fingers. She pressed herself to him, her legs going weak. She traced invisible circles on his back, her hand strolled to his belt buckle which she unlocked. She slipped her hands into his underwear and touched him. Michael groaned and his lips went back to hers, his tongue tracing hers. His hand strolled down from her nipple to her panties and it slipped inside. She was already ready for him, his fingers touched her clit and she moaned.