The tension between us had been building since we started sexting.
Then you finally came over, barely dressed.
I lifted you up and pressed you against the wall as we kissed.
There are only two thin layers of clothing between us, and soon they are gone.
I am on top of you. Inside you. We both moan in ecstasy.
My blood is up and I am ready to fuck you senseless, but instead you roll me over and are quickly rocking your hips back and forth.
I explode and waves of pleasure wash over me.
We collapse, equally spent.
