The moment Samantha's back met the wall, Don's mouth crashed against hers—hot, insistent, swallowing her surprised gasp.
Mwah~ His tongue slid between her lips before she could catch her breath, the taste of him flooding her senses as her fingers tangled in his hair.
Ngh~ The towel between them had slipped, his cock now pressing directly against her damp panties, the heat searing through the thin fabric.
Ah~! Her hips jerked at the contact, her thighs squeezing tighter around his waist as his hands roamed down to grip her ass—kneading, pulling her harder against his length.
'Goodness, he feels so hard… and thick. I'm going crazy…'
The thought burned through Samantha's mind as Don's cock pressed insistently against her, this thickness hot against damp panties.
Her thighs trembled around his waist, the wet fabric clinging to her folds with every slight shift of his hips.
Ah~
