Zander fought the urge to make noise as she worked his shaft, playing around her chest and giving her a lot of eye contact. "Good thing, I was about to ask when this was going to be fun." he joked, stealing a wet kiss to her lips and then a few more. He could feel the heat of her wetness growing, and he smirked. The thin red material was growing darker by the minute. He savored the sight as he kissed her longer, barely ever going up for air. He didn't need it with this feeling. He pulled her body up, moved his down, so their hot skin was touching. He grew in her hands, only at his longest would he strike into her. Zander teethed her bottom lips she loved to bite so much, and let his hands do his tongues work; rubbing over her nipples and squeezing them together playfully. The man let his tongue slip between her lips, and smoothly run against hers. With his member growing and firm, he pushed her hips up more so the wetness of her underwear teased the head of his cock. It was wide and thick, not to leave out long. He made his tongue travel into her mouth more, ignoring any little moans.