I was particularly attracted to him. I took my bra off in front of him and threw it where my bra was. I hated him. I kissed him on the lips.
“You driving me f*****g crazy!”
“Psst..” I rebuke.
Both of our mouths were watering. I bit his lips. He laughed at what I did. We kissed torridly. After that, Arlo and I went to pick up the pieces. One of his hands touched my left b****t.
“Take Me, babe,” he commanded. I clear my throat.
Arlo nodded his head. I was so excited to see my face as if she was ready to go to war. I like what I do. I’ve split both my thighs. My hand was shaking. I didn’t take it long; I let Arlo’s d**k inside me. I close my eyes and bite my lip.
“Ohh! God,” I said.
Arlo’s d**k length and size inside me felt like my hole was getting tight. Until I slowly moved over him.
I tried to move on, but after a while, I started to slow down. I was trying to figure out where we were both going. I felt like my voice was going to run out in a succession of grunts. Arlo, on the other hand, gasped in howl as he enjoyed my grind.
“Oh my God,” I groaned. And what cheapness also comes out of Arlo’s mouth?
” I’m cumming, ah, ” I trembled with my whole body as I stopped hovering over Arlo.
Until Arlo got up to get up quickly, his voice was so loud that I didn’t want to let him go because he was going to kill me.
He re-established his position. I was about to get out of bed when Arlo jumped on me.
He couldn’t control himself. I look at him, looking up above grunt. Every time Arlo stabs over, I feel a strange sensation.
“Ahhhhh Arlo, here it is, ahhh,” we both cried.
My heart was shaking and stiff as my juice and Arlo’s hot liquid exploded inside me. Both of us were eager to get what we wanted.
He tripped over me, and he put his face on my neck. As he giggled, he bit my neck.
“Arlo’s sick,” I said without answering. I hugged him sweaty.
He took a deep breath. His hand began to crawl from my neck to my chest. It was as if the scars on my chest were coming back to life.
“I can’t get enough of you, babe; I want more rounds. Don’t you get tired?” I shook my head.
“Shït!” I felt like he wasn’t the only one who wanted to as well as I was ready to fight as well. I didn’t realize Arlo’s tongue was playing with my stiff nïpples. I’m tickled with relish.
