Oliver's hand slowly snaked up the side of me. Up my shirt, to cup my breast. I moaned into his mouth.
Without breaking us apart, Oliver pulled me up to a sitting position. My own hands reached between the two of us to push his still undone jeans down. Then I pushed my hands up his shirt.
Finally, Oliver broke apart from me. Just to strip out of his shirt. Then his lips were back on me. Oliver kissed down my neck. He pushed my shirt over my head. Then he unclasped my bra.
Oliver sat back on the seat, and pulled me on top of him. I spread my legs further out, and felt his co.ck press against me. Oliver and I shivered together.
I pulled away to look down at Oliver's flushed face. His cheeks are so red, his eyes so cloudy. I love his glasses. I pushed my fingers into his fluffy hair. I l
