Henry's hand was exploring her body as it found her twin mound; he squeezed and kneaded it as if it were dough. His kiss became hungrier and more savage.
Little moans escaped her lips as she became weak. She wanted everything Henry was doing to her.
His lips traveled down to her neck, kissing and sucking it gently. He pulled down the strap of her night dress revealing her breasts, Amy gasped at the cool air that brushed her skin.
He sucked her lobe as he tugged and softly pinch her nipples, gaining him a moan.
"God, you are so soft Amy, I can't get enough of you," he whispered before he slowly sat up.
He pulled the hem of her dress up and slowly undressed her. She reflexively tried to cover her chest but he was quick in stopping her hands.
"Don't Amy, I want to see your beautiful body. There's nothing to be ashamed of. I love how you look."
She bit her lower lip and looked to the right to avoid his lustful eyes.
