Frantic Stripping
From Torg Adventure
Bryan pulled her into the room. She backed up against the door, swinging it shut, and pulled him to her. She kissed him as he pressed her against the wood, his chest cushioned by her lovely tits, and his stiffy poking hard into her belly. He had been in a high state of arousal since they left the room an hour ago, and he couldn't take any more delays. He broke the kiss and lifted the edge of her shirt, Jane raising her arms over her head to help. Her deliciously large breasts wobbled from being released, their nipples red and engorged. She grabbed his shirt in just the same motion, yanking it over his head. He instantly popped the button on her jeans, as did she on his jeans. They both wiggled out of their pants, kicking off their shoes as they went.
Since they were both without undergarments, they stood naked, breathing heavily, staring into each other with unchecked fire in their eyes. They looked at each other for a second, Jane's eye dropping to his stiff member briefly, before she wrapped Bryan in her arms, kissing him deeply and moving their interlocked bodies slowly toward his bed.
"You are beautiful," Bryan said, his voice thick with lust.
"Mmmm, thank you. You're not so bad yourself, Tiger." Her eyes burned into his.
Bryan had just enough time to feel the bed at the back of his knees, before Jane pushed him hard on the chest. He was unbalanced and fell onto the mattress. Before he stopped bouncing, Jane was straddling his body, running her hands up his belly to his chest.
What next?
