Chapter Three B
Pool Table
As the two of you kiss, her body undulates against yours, craving you. She guides the two of you back, away from the bar to the pool table. She shoves the balls away, some falling into the pockets with successive thuds.
She sits on the pool table, slips her shirt off and tosses it to the side. You grab her breasts, still cradled in her crimson bra, and squeeze, pushing them up and together to form a bulge of cleavage. She unbuckles your belt while you reach around her to unhook her bra. Her breasts pop out, n*****s erect, screaming for you to play with them. She unbuttons your pants and inches down the zipper, jamming her hand into your fly to tease out your hard c**k.
After a few strokes, you
