Shepard wasn't about to hide his pleasure, as a low groan purred in the back of his throat. Really, those panties had to go. Taking his hand off of her breast he raised up just enough to reach under him and pull the shirt off, and jacket from under him in one quick tug, and fling. He didn't care where they went as long as they were gone.
With that out of the way, his hand slipped from her ass, to slide between her thighs. His hips rolling in a way his cock pressed up between her cheeks. His fingers seeking out that slick wetness, rubbing. Eventually, she would have no choice but to get rid of them.