My eyes drop to the curve of her ass, jiggling in that tight dress of hers with every step she takes. God, she felt so good underneath my fingers, all soft and pliant. Not the usual stubborn, cold girl she normally is around me. I felt her move against me, enjoy me, take pleasure from my body. And now I want more. I want to rip off that dress of hers and trace her body with my tongue, feeling every dip and curve. I want to hear that breathy moan again. I want to know if she’s a screamer, or if she moans quietly.
