Kiss my neck

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You and Justin were making out on the couch. You straddled his waist as his hands lay on your lower back. You deepened the kiss, you hands falling from his bare shoulders to his abs. His tongue licked your lower lip, asking for entrance. You opened your mouth slightly so his tongue could explore your mouth. Justin’s hands lowered, cupping your bum and pulling you up so your head was over his. You brushed your hand through his hair, stroking his cheek with the other. He let out a slight moan into your mouth and squeezed your bottom at the same time. You gasped and he took the opportunity to attack his lips to your neck. His hands lowered you onto his lap again as your hands began to explore his abdominal region once again. To traced over his defined lines with your finger tips lightly. You trailed your fingers down and along his v-lines. Feeling a bulge grow beneath your thigh. You shifted over him, so your centre was over his bulge, you slowly started rocking over his bulge causing friction. Justin nipped at your neck, creating a mark that will be visible soon enough. Swiping his tongue over the spot where he made the mark a shiver ran down your spine. Justin’s fingers moved to the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head in seconds. He returned his lips to your skin, kissing the tops of your covered breasts and moving his hands behind your back, unclasping your bra and pulling it down your arms and off your body onto the floor.

His lips kissed each of your nipples before sucking, licking, and nibbling on one while his hand massaged the other. You arched your back from the pleasure and grinded down on Justin harder. He growled at you as he switched boobs. Once he was finished with that he tried to kiss along your jaw again. You stopped him and pulled his necklace. Forcing his lips to yours. In the heated kiss you fumbled with the button on your shorts, Justin smirked into the kiss before removing your hands and undoing them himself. You pulled away from the kiss and stood up pulling your shorts down your legs. Justin sat up and kissed your stomach as he hooked his fingers into the elastic of you knickers. He slowly pulled down your knickers down your legs, feeling your legs as he went. His hands snaked around your waist pulling you towards him once you’d stepped out of your knickers. He stood up from his spot on the couch, towering over you. Kissing your lips once again, you pulled down both his pants and briefs. Tugging them down his legs as his erection sprung free, slapping his stomach. He sat down on the couch once again. Pulling you on top of him, straddling his waist again, his hands on your bum lifting you over his erection. You grabbed hold of it and pumped it a couple of times before teasing both yourself and Justin by rubbing the head against your wet slit. You lined him up with yourself as you plunged down onto his shaft. Both of you moaning out as you didn’t so. You began bouncing up and down on his shaft. Your lips reattached to each other’s. He pulled away and pulled himself out.

You looked at him curiously “turn around” was all he said. You hopped off of his lap and backed onto him. So your back rested onto his chest. Yet again you began bouncing up and down along his hard shaft. His lips attached to the back of your neck as his hand snaked around to your front as he began to rub your clit. You moaned out his name from the new pleasure he was giving you. You began to get a bit tired and slowed down bouncing. Justin began to slam into you every time you bounced onto his shaft. Causing him to go deeper and deeper every time you bounced. Not after long you both were getting close. Especially you. You started clenching around Justin earning a groan or two from him. Yet again he pulled out but this time picked you up and placed you onto the couch next to him while he hovered over you and slammed into you again. Ramming into you quickly and deeply. You clenched a couple more times before releasing all over his shaft. Not three thrusts after Justin’s high came. He released the hot liquid inside of you. His head was buried in the crook of your neck as he was moaning out curses followed by your name. Over and over again until it passed. He lay there, over your body. The weight of his body making it just a little harder for you to regain your steady breathing. He moved over to the side of you. On his side, his back leaning on the back of the couch, he snuggled into your body. Pulling you into him, keeping you close. He kissed your lips lightly as you slowly drifted off to sleep. Exhausted from your previous activities.

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