She was adjusting the radio on the shelf next to the bed. Her jeans hung just a bit lower than waist and there you saw the thong, the one that I bought her, riding out of the jeans. She had that soft white lingerie top on, and her hair smelled wonderful. I slowly eased myself behind her. I slid my hand around her waist as she continued to turn the dials of the radio. I eased my crotch against that ass. That ass. What an ass. She started to moan as she felt my bulge grow in my crotch, pressed up against that ass. That ass. I slid my left hand around front and grabbed her stomach firm and pulled her tight upon my crotch. My right hand slid around front, grabbed her chin and started to kiss her neck. Up to her ear. Inside her ear. Nibbling her ear lobe. That was enough. I couldnt wait. Both hands dropped. Down. To the button on the jeans. Pop. Zip. And in one motion, yank. The jeans were gone. And you could see that thong on that ass. That ass. I unzip, and down flew my jeans. I pulled my dck out of my boxerbriefs that now hung around my waist. I bent her over. I felt her up. She was wet. Very wet. She grabbed the shelf. I pulled the thong to the side. And in I went into that wet pssy. And deeper. And then she let out a moan, a big moan. And in a heart beat, she grabbed the shelf and away we went. She bended down, face on the sheft, standing, as I pounded. Pounded. That ass. What an ass. Items started to fall of the shelf. I grabbed her head of hair with my right hand. Into a pony tail I took it. And I yanked it. As hard as possible. As I pounded. That ass. What an ass. My left hand slapped the ass. Slap. As hard as I can slap. I dropped some saliva in midair down at her ass crack. My left hand eased up on the ass crack. And then I stared to finger her hole with my left hand. She was getting fingered in unison to me railing her. She moaned louded. I yanked her hair harder. That ass. That wonderful ass....
