As she turned around and went back to cleaning the bar, I placed my body directly behind hers, ran my finger over her legs and curled her top upwards a few inches. xnx As my legs touched hers, she shouted an expletive, but quickly regained her composure. Perhaps even wrong. My hands drifted over her body, grabbing her breasts and squeezing them tightly, then moving downward again, rubbing the wet spot that formed where her legs met. Sam raised her body up and tilted her head back, throwing her hair into my face. I reached around her and unbuttoned her jeans. I could swear she slowly wiggled her butt at me, too. Just because she was unimaginably hot. I stuttered a few quick apologies, but Sam, after a brief moment of pure silence, cracked up.
