Gradually lifting her hands up, Adrian removed Clara's top and threw it aside. Then, his hand crept over to her back, and he quickly snapped her bra off and threw the one and only piece of cloth from her body.
Adrian's lustful eyes were drawn to Clara's protruding breast.
His eyes were drawn to those pink, erect buds, and he could not help but take one in his mouth.
With a muffled moan, Clare threw her head back and felt his tongue swirl over her nipple.
"Ah... Adrian"
With a great deal of sensation pulsating through her body, Clara's hand moved to the back of his head, slowly sliding her slender fingers into his locks and pushing his face further.
Adrian's fingers traced over her entire back before easing themselves down to her bare buttocks.
Adrian cupped them and lightly squeezed them, then repositioned her over his cocky dick, gradually grinding her opening to his intensity.
