[ He kisses her before she can ask what he means, kisses her and sends another warm tingle of want straight through her. Rose keeps touching him, her hand dragging up his shaft with just the right pressure, thumb sliding over the damp shape of his slit. Then he's pulling away to direct her and Rose waits until he lifts his hips before she wriggles her hand beneath him to find the condom.
They never need lube. She's always wet around him.
Rose shifts against the seat, her mouth leaving his to tear the foil wrapper with her teeth. She hums as she looks at him, teasing the condom out and dropping the packet to the floor. It's easy enough to roll the latex over his dick but she still doesn't sink down on to him yet. Instead she teases him, lets the tip press between her lips as she rocks her body forward. ]
i am assuming he meant condom ...
They never need lube. She's always wet around him.
Rose shifts against the seat, her mouth leaving his to tear the foil wrapper with her teeth. She hums as she looks at him, teasing the condom out and dropping the packet to the floor. It's easy enough to roll the latex over his dick but she still doesn't sink down on to him yet. Instead she teases him, lets the tip press between her lips as she rocks her body forward. ]