Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches
"You're damn right I like it," Emerson answered her immediately. He ran his calloused hands over her ass, feeling the curvature of it as she rode him. He noticed her start to slowed her pace and compensated by picking it back up, thrusting up inside of her he felt her lips on his neck. When her lips were against his jaw, he groaned, tilting his head so that he could capture her lips with his.