Yvonne tumbeled with him, she giggled softly and they rolled until she was on top again. This time, her nake body was on top of him. Her lower lips grinded against his boxers and his hard on. Her body shivered as she felt his cock grind against her lips. Leaning forward, her body covered his and her hands held his above his head and she held him down.<br/><br/>Her body writhed against him and her face lowered to his. Their eyes locked and she smiled down at him. "Shane," she lightly purred and let her red hair curtain around their face, "do you want me? Do you want your cock in me?"<br/><br/>Her eyes danced with mischief and her face moves closer to him and their lips touched. Her eyes bore into his, her breasts hung and was held up by his chest. Which made her spine tingle and her lips almost drown in juices.