I’m by no means a patient person. I constantly feel as though I should be doing something. When I’m with you, that something is you. God I love the sight of you between my legs. You sucking my clit always makes my breath catch in my throat and to feel you finger my wet pussy drives me mad.
Well last night you were a bit tipsy when I finally showed up to your house. I knew to expect that. I knew you had been drinking all day. Yet, there was no way in hell I was going to turn down a chance to come over and hangout.
You tried to play it cool, but I could tell by your movements that you were still a little drunk from your day out. You moved fast to undress me, but then we lingered in that state. Just naked and pressed against one another. Your cock pulsed between my legs and your hands gripped my ass. That feeling was wonderful, but I hungered for more.