Renee tried to take control, her hands peeling Brad's shirt off his shoulders, her fingers exploring his broad muscular chest, too hot for a man over forty. Brad moaned softly, his body responding to her touch.
"You're a so bad, very very bad, why are you so bad?" Renee whispered, her voice whimpering as she tried to stabilize the sweet sensations coursing through her.
Brad nodded, his eyes locked on hers. "Yes, you like bad boys," he said, his voice laced with desire.
Renee burning with thirst and desire, her fingers moving lower, unbuttoning his pants. "Well, let's see what we can do to change that."
She did not believe she was saying that.
Brad's d**k was hard, his breath coming in short gasps as Renee stroked him. She knelt in front of him, her tongue flicking out to tease the tip
