She unbuttons my shirt with her fingers running through my chest hair. She halts for a second, then finally looks into my eyes.
“I want you, Jamal. Now!”
She kisses me again. I desire her like crazy. If someone wanted to stop me now I would most definitely murder them.
Her pants are super tight; she has to pull them down herself. Suddenly, I’m reminded of the day when I first saw her in tight pants like these. It was our sightseeing day. It makes me smile. My fate was decided for me right there and then.
She gets rid of her panties and her pants in one go and right away starts unbuckling my trousers while I’m loosening and taking off my shirt, and when I’m done I toss it across the room. I undo her bra in a nanosecond and here we go, I already hold her breasts in my palms. She releases
