Sean chuckled as Arianna squirmed from the impact of his hand on her toned flesh. He was impressed that, unlike most females, it didn't jiggle much at all. He also took a moment to notice that her entire rump was quite toned, as though her buttocks were almost segmented, the outlines of each buttcheek sharp and defining. Unable to resist his urges, he swatted playfully again, this time clutching and squeezing. For a brief moment, as his tongue trailed along his lips, eyes glinting hungrily, Sean was tempted to go down on her again, were it not for the painfully obvious erection of his own arousal.<br/><br/>Gently Sean lowers Arianna's legs, allowing her feet to once more touch the floor. His hands, almost of their own volition, begin to caress and massage Arianna's thighs, buttocks, and lower back, flipping playfully under her hiked-up plaid skirt. Sean's fingertips danced over her flesh, tracing, tickling, memorizing. He knew he would never forget this night, he just wanted one more thing to remember. No longer willing to stave his cravings, his fingers hooked around the waist of the skirt, tugging it down in on swift motion, content to let it fall down around Arianna's legs, stopping wherever it may, so long as it didn't block his access to her thighs. Once the skirt was no longer obstructing Sean, he hooked his fingers around that bright orange thong and secured it over one of those tense buttocks, pinching playfully.<br/><br/>Sean's eyes fluttered shut briefly, the tantilizing sensations of Arianna's smooth, warm flesh against his fingertips drawing a shiver from his body. Instinctively he began to lean forward, his fingers crawling slowly up along the seductively arched curve of her back, stopping only when his crotch pushed up against her bare pussy. Leaning down his lips found her neck, extending the tip of his tongue, making contact, flicking back and forth, barely noticable save for the cool air assault on his warm saliva once it touched her skin. Trading lips for tongue, he kissed his way up to the back of her ear, biting softly as both hands slid under her tanktop, dragging it up along her skin, clutching her shoulders, elevating his forearms in an effort to lift it up to her armpits.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>