She gave an embarrassed and blushing shrug, not sure what had possessed her to do that, but it had been hot. With a little squeal she spun as he yanked her skirt down, leaving her in heels and lacy panties, tits still hanging out of the front of her tank top. Feeling his still wet cock against her ass she wiggled, and giggled as she realized he was already getting hard again.<br/><br/>"Up," she said, skipping the kitchen for now, though the thought of doing it everywhere here like they had at her place- her family's place- was kinda hot too. Dimpled cheeks and big thighs jiggling she rushed as fast as she could in too-tall shoes, taking that right into the bedroom that was all bachelor. Spinning again she dropped onto the edge of Mark's bed and brought her knees up, feet off the floor and legs spread, panties pulling tight across her sex. They were sheer and showed everything, even while they covered it, and she crooked a finger at her younger lover. "Where did you want to put it next?" Trisha asked as she rubbed her hand over herself, all the way down until her fingers pressed against her asshole.