Obviously think with your head...

Garrett's sits there, stunned for about 30 seconds, breathing deep, his erection still standing tall. "Screw this..." he thinks to himself. Garrett steps out of his pants & boxers, still wearing his shirt and exits the bedroom.

Hannah is standing there in the kitchen, the biggest grin on her "Mmmm..." she lightly moans as she brings her finger up in the air telling Garrett to come hither.

Garrett walks over to Hannah, placing both his hands on each of her shoulders and pushes her hard against the refrigerator. She whimpers in slight pain. Their faces are inches apart, both breathing deep, staring into each others eyes. Hannah licks her lips as she brings her hands up and places them on each side of Garrett's face and pulls him in hard for a kiss. While this is going on, Garrett brings his body up against hers, still pinning her against the fridge and starts to grind his erection on her lower stomach. Without breaking the kiss, Hannah lowers her hands and starts to pull Garrett's shirt off. They break the kiss briefly to discard of his shirt and she instantly goes back for more. Her hands travel around his back and she slowly digs her nails into his skin. Garrett just grunts in pain while at the same time he brings his right hand up to behind Hannah's neck and grabs a handful of hair and pulls it slightly. Hannah moans as her head tilts up. Garrett gives it another pull, his mouth now diving into her earlobe, licking at the earlobe and grunting into it.

The kiss breaks and Hannah pushes Garrett backwards. Her hands drop to the bottom of her shirt and in one motion she pulls her shirt and her sports bra off, releasing her gorgeous 32C breasts. Garrett can't help but lick his lips as Hannah starts to walk toward him. Hannah gives a little jump, wrapping her legs around Garrett as Garrett cups her ass with both hands. The make out continues as Garrett shuffles back into the kitchen table, he gives her ass a really hard squeeze with one hand and uses his other to brush the glass dish and vase off the kitchen table, falling to the ground, luckily not shattering. Garrett turns around and basically throws Hannah onto the kitchen table. She whimpers a bit, her eyes still full of hunger.

Garrett's hands going straight for the button on her jeans. Hannah lifts her hips, granting easy removal and with one swift motion her Jeans and Black boy shorts are off. Garrett kneels down bringing his face close to her eager Vagina, he sticks his tongue out and gives it one long lick from the bottom to the top of her vagina. "Ahhhhh" Hannah moans in pleasure "I haven't" she pants "since this whole thing started..." she groans

Garrett stands up, grabbing his still rock hard erection in his right hand, he steps forward, moving the tip right along the edges of her vagina, coating it with her lubrication. Garrett's eyes, focus on his prize. But he stops...

Hannah tilts her hips up, trying to line her vagina up with his cock but Garrett is keeping it just out of reach. What felt like minutes for Hannah, really only a few seconds go by until Garrett let's go of his cock, leans forward and brings his right arm around Hannah's neck, applying just a little light pressure. He brings his mouth to her left ear "Beg for it..." he grunts into her ear as he rotates his hips, his cock still just toying around with the entrance of her vagina "Beg me to fuck you..." he commands.

Hannah brings both her arms up to her chest and stares into Garrett's eyes. Both are panting hard, both covered in sweat, lust filled in both their eyes. After another 10 seconds she takes her right arm and flings it forward toward Garrett, slapping him hard across his face. It actually catches Garrett off guard as he stumbles back a few steps. She quickly stands up from the kitchen table and glances over on the counter, grabs a glass cup and just throws it against the wall, shattering it. She smirks at Garrett "Fuck you..." she pants "I'm not begging for shit."

Garrett lunges toward Hannah, wrapping his arms around her and begins bringing them both over to the side of the room the couch is in. Hannah reaches down, grabbing Garrett's cock, giving it a few strokes as they shuffle to the back of the couch. Hannah's tush hits the couch as Garrett's hands move to her hips and start to **** her to turn around. Hannah can't help but smile devilishly, she knew what was going to happen as she bent over the back of the couch, her backside in complete display.

Hannah was sexy, completely mindbogglingly sexy. She was so fit and tone she had those gorgeous back dimples, you know, when you're holding her hips from behind you have that perfect spot to place your thumbs. Garrett can't help but grin. He brings his right hand back and gives her ass a good spank. It turning red instantly. "Oh shitt...." Hannah moans "Fuuuckkkk..." she continues to pant. Garrett takes his right hand, grabs his dick and lines up. "Mmmmm...." Hannah starts to prematurely moan

"Beg for it..." Garrett orders her as he let's go of his dick, bringing his hand up in the air giving her another spank.

"Ahhhh" she whimpers "God dammit Garrett!!! God fucking damn you!" she moans

Garrett brings his hand up to Hannah's neck and wraps some hair in it before pulling her back. She arches her back as she grunts.

"Beg for it..." Garrett whispers in her ear again before pushing her hard onto the back of the couch again.

Her head tilts, looking back at you "Fuck you..." she groans as she pushes her butt back, trying to get you to penetrate her but you pull back in time. "You're soaked..." Garrett grunts as he moves his hand to Hannah's waiting vagina, rubbing the outside, making sure not to touch the clit or to penetrate her at all, his hands instantly getting soaked.

"Mmmm...." she groans "Fuck......Ahhhh....Fuck you.....oh my god....." she lets out a large lust filled moan "God dammit Garrett, just..." She hesitates for a second

"PLEASE FUCK ME!!!" she cries out.