He moaned lowly and continued, he seemed to have lost his shirt, and had some scratch marks on his back. She seemed to have lost her dress as well, but he showed no signs of stopping.
She didn't really like the skipping, but she didn't mind the new position they were in. He left the garters on her, which she really liked, and she gripped his hair as he ate her out.
Her face was dark red, eyes shut as she gripped the arm rest of the couch, one leg hooked over his shoulder while the other dangled lamely in his hand.