I groaned and licked into her open mouth, devouring her whimper with a swirl of my tongue, searching her mouth for her flavor and then mourning the loss as I stole it away. My hands were equally greedy and unmanageable, helping themselves to full handfuls of her flesh through the soft chemise. I stroked her thighs, then couldn't help but wrap my arms around her waist to yank her closer. The barrier of the cotton between our bodies caused boiling frustration to race through me, and I rooted for the hem before settling on gathering it up with fistfuls of her perfect, plush ass. "Ronson!"
