I flipped off my tee shirt and shoved my shorts down, already hard. Jenn bit her lip gently. She was near the sheet-covered door, listening.
I took the hem of her tee shirt in my fingers and slid it up over her trim body and let it flutter to the floor. Jenn was facing the sheet. I knelt and slipped my fingers behind the waistband of her shorts and slowly slid them down her thin legs, letting them pool at her ankles. She picked up one foot and then the other as I took her shorts off and tossed them aside.
I stood against her from behind; my c**k nestled between her legs, her soaked s*x dripping on its length.
"Bed or floor?" I whispered as I gently fondled her small breasts, pinching the n*****s. Jenn moaned quietly and whispered. "I want to watch them."
That seemed dirty, erotic, and
