*He moans softly as our lips part for his shirt to pass and his head falls back, feeling your tongue dancing across his neck, alternating with your lips. His pants bulge, straining as you travel down his chest and across his slightly pudgey tummy. He is blushing furiously, but he doesn't want you to stop, feeling your fingers working to undo his pants. Once the zipper is down it can be seen he is wearing no boxers under his jeans*