Chapter 166 Make A Move
- She was on top of him, bra hook undone, and she knew that with any sudden movement, her tits would be spilling out.
- His thumbs were in her pants as she leaned down, ass up, and planted kisses on his chest and down his abdomen.
- "Fuck Amara," he groaned, "how the fuck do you do that?" His hands hitched her upward so she was directly on his boxer-covered erection,