Amateurs braless in crop tops under boob
Repeating from back to front, weaving patterns he knew from memory. We'd done this so many times, I knew myself just by feel that this would be the basic version.
We had a good time. I was late for work the next morning and left in a rush.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Thankfully, he was patient, and I quickly became better at stemming my impulses when our times together grew more intense.
What are you doing out here?" I just blinked at him.