Filthy Amateur Passion

He pulled me in softly and kissed me, ever so gently, on the lips. Porn I felt as his lips curled into a smile and he mumbled in what could be considered as more of a moan type sound. I wandered my hands over him, feeling his muscular biceps and tugging his shirt, begging for it’s removal. His book was out and he had a cute smile on his face. I increased the passion of the kiss, knocking him over onto the couch, me on top, wanting to take control of the situation. He smiled at me across our English class. I kissed him back then I gently flipped him over, getting a nice view of his tight, pale ass. He kissed me again, as if giving me permission to do more if that’s what I want. He smiled and nodded as I wiggled his jeans off of him. I looked up at him as I bobbed faster and jerked harder.