Tina grabbed my wrists suddenly and slammed them above my head with one strong hand, while her other hand yanked up my shirt roughly to expose my breasts to the cool air. She tore off her own shirt next, buttons popping free as fabric ripped, revealing her full breasts heaving with each breath, nipples hard peaks begging for touch. I wanted to touch her breasts, and put those tasty nipples into my mouth.
Her mouth descended again, not on my neck this time, but latching onto a nipple with suction that pulled hard while her teeth nipped the tender flesh sharply. I arched beneath her involuntarily, whimpering,
"Ahhh! Tina, stop, it... ahhh... hurts so much," but my legs parted instinctively, inviting her even closer despite my words. The mugs on the table rattled loudly as she thrust her hips forward, her new cock slapping against my thigh with heat and insistence.
