Keeping one arm securely wrapped around her back to sustain the deep, pounding rhythm of my hips, I used my free hand to slip beneath the hem of her wet tank top. I slid my fingers upward, gliding over her smooth, warm stomach until my hand reached the soft curve of her breast, sneaking beneath the edge of her red lace bra to cup her bare, aching heat directly in my palm.
"Haaan~"
Maribel's voice broke into a high, trembling moan the moment my palm cupped her breast, my thumb immediately finding her tight, erect nipple and rolling it gently between my fingers. The contrast of her cool, slick skin against my burning palm sent a jolt straight down to my gut.
I leaned into her, driving my hips forward in one deep thrust that seated my full length right against her mouth.
"Nnngh!" She bit her lower lip hard, her hazel eyes glittering with a mix of haze and surrender as she turned her head, her lips brushing ithe shell of my ear. "Do… it… fuck me..."
