[Romance begets feelings, something else she doesn't want tonight. She just wants him inside her, between her thighs, hard and fast, in the way where she'll remember what when on tonight tomorrow.
Once she feels him bump up against the edge of the table, she moves from his shirt to his pants, yanking down the zipper and fiddling with his belt as she mumbles something between kisses.]
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Once she feels him bump up against the edge of the table, she moves from his shirt to his pants, yanking down the zipper and fiddling with his belt as she mumbles something between kisses.]
Should've been naked when I called.