Amateur teen fucks neighbor
"He's you, Chris.
At the friction between my muscles and his piercings.
We continued watching each other, our breathing settling to an even pace.
Although it was useless, I clawed at the cushion under me again.
On his next pass down, he used his fingertips. Then just two fingers.
Endowed. But it didn't seem to matter.
It stopped a second later. When there wasn't a ding that the caller had left a voicemail, Chris laid his free arm across my chest under my breasts and rested his chin on his forearm, his dark eyes on mine.