We were in our mid twenties when I met Amy. She was a teacher at grade school and I was still studying in college. She was Italian, 5’2 and in amazing shape. Being with her made me stay elevated in all ways because she was affluent, fit, and really smart. Her body was tight, a small but curved ass and b cup breasts. She was a brunette with brown eyes and a devious smile. While we enjoyed each other’s company we were definitely in this for the sex no matter what we told ourselves.
One afternoon I was at her place watching TV when we began making out. My right hand grasped the back of her head as my left worked toward her left thigh. I raised my left hand back up to her breast and gently squeezed her. Her hand on my lower back dug into me a bit letting me know she wanted to fuck me.
She was very light so I lifted her up by her ass and held it as I walked her from her couch to her breakfast bar in the kitchen and sat her on it, our lips never breaking. I worked her neck and ear as I rubbed her breasts and thighs. My cock swelled more and more as I enjoyed the parts of her body.