About me: years, animalistic and lustful. My arms are
trapped in his hands at my sides - I'm his
willful prisoner. His arms move from my arms to my
ass, pulling me and pushing my skirt up to wrap my
legs around his waist. He grinds into me, and I
begin to moan as his lips trace a path down my jaw
line and neck to my collarbone. He groans in
response, his hands finding their way up my
button-down shirt. Ripping the fabric open, he
attacks my cleavage with his mouth, sliding his
tongue beneath the lace to
