1stmacleod

"See?" she whispers, pulling away just enough to speak. "Kissing you. Wanted too, even without the scotch." She presses her body against his, squirming a little. She looks like she could break easily, but that tiny little body is pretty solid, and definitely womanly. Her breasts aren't more than a handful, but well formed beneath the t-shirt she wears. She doesn't quite realize what she's doing. He should be able to feel them the way she's moved on him.