Undress and go slow

From Torg Adventure

While she kisses you, your hands grab her shirt, lifting it up. She breaks the kiss, and you pull the red shirt over her head, watching her tits bounce inside her black lace bra. She yanks your shirt off as well. You resume kissing, her tongue a dervish in your mouth. You caress her lace-covered breasts, and you feel the hard bump of her nipples in your palm. Trish moans and grabs for your pants.

In two seconds, your button pops and zipper slides down. You find the zipper on her skirt and lower it as well. You both shimmy out of your clothes, leaving you just in underwear.

"I want to feel your skin on mine," you say, pushing her toward the bed.