Jin shimmied his hips a little, helping Deanna take off his jeans. He kicked them off to the side. His hands slowly ran up the smooth, soft sides of her thighs, before reaching around to hold onto her ass, pressing her closer against him. The front of his boxers pressed up against Deanna's tight shorts, and the though that only a few thin layers of fabric were preventing them from fucking right now made a slight shiver run up his back.
He leaned in to kiss her neck and shoulders and with one hand, slipped beneath the waistband in front of Deanna's booty shorts. Jin could feel her pussy and could tell that it was soaking wet. He moved his hand in a slow back and forth motion, grinding her clit with the palm of his now wet hand.
He leaned in to kiss her neck and shoulders and with one hand, slipped beneath the waistband in front of Deanna's booty shorts. Jin could feel her pussy and could tell that it was soaking wet. He moved his hand in a slow back and forth motion, grinding her clit with the palm of his now wet hand.