"Tease," I say, slumping back forward. Her hands move further downwards, and she starts to gently run her hands over my bum. Then she pauses, and I feel her wriggling and twisting. Her sundress falls to the ground in my peripheral vision, and next thing I know she's leaning forward, nibbling the nape of my neck and trailing her breasts and hard n*****s over my oil-slicked back.
I can't help myself, I cry out. She digs her fingers into my shoulders and pulls herself down against me, grinding her stomach against me. I arch back against her, exhaling in a hiss.
Robs lifts herself off me and lies down on my left hand side, but before I can move, she slips her hand into the cleft of my thighs from behind and gently, insistently, forces me to open them for her. I feel her fingertips reach my s
