Danielle moaned softly as Johnny continued to massage her breasts, her nipples hardening. She was already so wet. She had wanted this for awhile. She wanted Johnny to be the one.
"Yeah?" She whispered, tracing her fingers over exposed flesh as Johnny peeled away his costume. She dipped her hand into his underwear to free his dick, fingers curling around it shyly as she started to stroke him.
Her free hand took one of his hands off of her breast and guided it between her legs over her shorts, as she bit back a cry of pleasure.