Once he knew Andy was comfortable Booker settled more of his weight over her. He kept one foot on the concrete and knelt with the other bringing their bodies close together. The sun was hot against his back but his shivered from her touch.
"Fuck, Andy." He kissed her deeply as he rutted against her hand.
He squeezed her breast in a hand then trailed down and slipped his fingers between her legs. He rubbed slowly at first because he loved the feel of her getting slick under his touch. She wouldn't let him be slow for long, he imagined, but he's sneak what he could.
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Date: 2020-09-19 11:43 am (UTC)"Fuck, Andy." He kissed her deeply as he rutted against her hand.
He squeezed her breast in a hand then trailed down and slipped his fingers between her legs. He rubbed slowly at first because he loved the feel of her getting slick under his touch. She wouldn't let him be slow for long, he imagined, but he's sneak what he could.