The rocking motion of her rock hard length against the valley of Elly's shapely buttocks stole soft moans from Alexis' lips, gripping the woman's waist to find leverage. A small stain of precum formed on the girl's shorts, right above the tip of the clothed length, and Alexis couldn't help but agree with the suggestion.<br/>"<i>You both can call me Alex. And I completely agree...</i>" Reluctant to let go of the blessed girl's creamy hips, even if temporarily, Alexis moved her right hand to pull down at her itching and constrictive shorts. Her cock followed the movement of her underwear down her legs, and popped back up like a spring when it got free from its confines, dragging the red hot, throbbing head of her shaft along between the firm mounds of Elly's ass, back to its nesting place at the bottom of her back. While she was at it, Alexis fiddled with the zippers of her leather jacket and remove her top, all the while, maintaining either one or the other hand planted flat on Elly's back, not allowing her to move an inch away from her sandwhiched position.<br/><br/>As the clothes slipped and fell onto the floor, Alexis stood with only a dirty white tanktop, holding her perky b-cup sized breasts, and betraying her hard nipples, almost poking holes through her top.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>