Zach’s hands have gotten rough on my ass, both desperate and reverent. I’m actively humping against him now. I can’t help myself. I’m rocking against his dick. His pre-cum is sliding down, mixing in with my own cream. We’re both making a mess on each other. “Yeah, you will.” He can’t stop kissing me and I can’t stop kissing him back. “Sometimes, I’ll get you on your knees, Blue. I’ll put your ass up in the air and flip your skirt. I’ll eat you out from behind and your tits will dangle like forbidden fruits.” “Zach…”
