Ichigo pulled back grabbing her on the curve of her waist to steady himself on the edge of the sofa and he pumped into her more forcefully, the sound of their slapping sweaty skin hardly drowned out by the fans. Just let her lay there or… Xxnx Her body tensed and she bucked up into him rapidly, her mind going blank in surprised almost violent pleasure, as she came in waves on his mouth! He thought of trying to slip her panties off her, but smiled devilishly at the next thought that flashed in his mind. Glass in hand he came back to the living room and reclined on the sofa clicking through the channels. He wanted to kiss her wipe he sweaty brow, pull her damp clothes from her body.
