Forbidden Romance Tales
I placed one hand over his, guiding his movements, while the other sneaked down between us, boldly palming his growing erection through the fabric of his pants.
His lips brushed against the curve of my neck and shoulder, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I turned my face towards him, his lips ghosting over my own, teasing me with the promise of a kiss. I began to rub his dick through the cloth, feeling it harden and strain against its confinement. His hands moved up, squeezing my boobs, his fingers deftly teasing my nipples through the thin fabric of my dress.