Jackie<br/>With Rusty in his room<br/><br/>Jackie closed her eyes as Rusty’s lips met her in a beautiful blissful moment. She settled her hands over his chest and leaned into his body to feel more of his warm skin against her own. She felt his hand cup the back of her head, and moaned softly as his tongue slipped inside her mouth. She felt a surge of passion roaring through her, as though he was connected to her sex by a white hot wire. When he pulled away she had almost forgot to breathe at the seer allure in Rusty’s face stared into her own. She was amazed at how charming and exquisite the man in front of her was. A smile crept onto her face, “Oui, it does…” She could feel movement under his boxers and giggled as tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’s can tell you’s likes me’s ver’a much…” She timidly traced her fingertips over his cheekbone and down the side of his face. “I’s likes you’s too, suga,” she admitted. She glanced at the open door and then back at Rusty as she heard voices coming from the hallway. “We’s betta stop here unless, you’s want an audience…” she rocked her hips forward to move off him but stopped as she rubbed over his crotch, causing her voice to hitch as well as grow even wetter then she already was.<br/>