Mistress & Slave.
He groaned as he was pushed onto the couch, “I know you can’t~that’s good because I can’t wait either!” Ozzy began to get hard, once again placing his hands on her waist. He began to roll his hips against her body, slowly slipping his tongue into her mouth, hungering for more and more.
Molly was too focused to hear what else he was saying, her tongue playing roughly with his. This was long overdue, and Molly didn't feel like waiting any longer. After a moment she parted from Ozzy's lips, and the began trailing her lips down his neck, and then all the way down his chest. Placing a kiss all the way down until she hit his jeans, quickly unbuckling them and pulling them down.













