He pressed his mouth against her neck and she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Xxnx He did this without thinking, somehow knowing it was what she wanted him to do. He felt her hands struggling with the buttons on his jeans and winning, pushing them down along with his boxers. She was sitting inside it, on the bench, and looked up as he walked down the steps. Large emerald eyes offset her heart-shaped face, and the tips of her long eyelashes almost brushed against her arched eyebrows. Jason had been sitting in A.P. He figured the classification must have started because he was tall, thin, more pale than tan, with longish dark brown hair. Jason ran his fingers along her wet slit, and she moaned. She was sitting inside it, on the bench, and looked up as he walked down the steps.
