Jack continued to follow through with his passionate kiss and almost immediately after her breasts were freed from their coverings his hands began to explore them. His hands were mostly soft except for the tips of his fingers which were calloused and rough, fairly common for a musician. It wasn't long before the blood they shared had been cleaned up by their incessant sucking on each other's faces. But just as Lyn's hand went to Jack's crotch, she could feel a wash of her own blood fill her mouth as he bit into her lip mid-kiss. However, this time the bite was slightly painful as he became more passionate.
Her thin-blooded lover grasped her arms firmly and slid her off his lap, laying her down across the couch. He slid off his jeans and boxer-briefs leaving him completely bare. Jack was tall and wiry, and clearly had the endowment to match. Despite being clinically dead, there was clearly enough blood left in him to engorge his thick erection. Before continuing their passionate bout, he took a good look at Lyniss. His eyes wandered down her body to her panty covered rump. He slid against the back of the couch next to her, the two of them fairly comfortable with just enough room on the plush cushions.
Jack's erection lay hot and gently pulsating against Lyn's thigh as he ran his hands up her inner thigh, over her covered pussy and up her toned belly, following his hand with his eyes. He had an almost worshipping look on his face briefly before he gave her a half-cocked smile before bringing his lips to her breast, starting out fairly rough.
Her thin-blooded lover grasped her arms firmly and slid her off his lap, laying her down across the couch. He slid off his jeans and boxer-briefs leaving him completely bare. Jack was tall and wiry, and clearly had the endowment to match. Despite being clinically dead, there was clearly enough blood left in him to engorge his thick erection. Before continuing their passionate bout, he took a good look at Lyniss. His eyes wandered down her body to her panty covered rump. He slid against the back of the couch next to her, the two of them fairly comfortable with just enough room on the plush cushions.
Jack's erection lay hot and gently pulsating against Lyn's thigh as he ran his hands up her inner thigh, over her covered pussy and up her toned belly, following his hand with his eyes. He had an almost worshipping look on his face briefly before he gave her a half-cocked smile before bringing his lips to her breast, starting out fairly rough.