They both stumbled a bit in the dark as they rid themselves of layers of clothing. Avery kept her shoes on, though. Frankly, it was just easier to leave them on and not risk ruining the heated, passionate moment. Besides, keeping the high heels on during hanky panky could be quite hot.<br/><br/>When they finally parted enough to gaze at each other, she heard Corey audibly gasp at the display of her toned physique clad only in lingerie that held her curves in a tight embrace. Avery had to take a moment to admire Corey as well, though. Who would have thought that underneath his tacky shirt there were actually a series of buff muscles waiting to be touched?<br/><br/>She bit her lip as her gaze fell even lower and she took in the sight of his bulge, thickly outlined and encased in his briefs. Her brows perked with clear intrigue and obvious intent just before Corey grabbed her hand and led her to his bedroom. She hurried along after him, giggling as her heels clicked against the floor rapidly.<br/><br/>“Mmfh!” Before she knew it, his lips were on hers again, hungrily. He guided her backwards to the bed, her calves hitting the foot of it before she fell backwards onto it, releasing a bit of a yelp in the process. Corey’s compliment made her feel another pull down south, tingling all over.<br/><br/>“You are fit, Corey.” She admitted without any difficulty, letting her legs split widely as she lay upon his bed, perhaps a sight he never imagined he’d witness up close. He crawled over her and claimed her lips again, before trailing kisses down her curves and plains. Her breathing grew heavier, until she gasped at his hand tugging her panties down.<br/><br/>She picked up her hips then wiggled them, helping Corey to free her of those panties, revealing her smooth and silky pussy lips, glistening with her desire.