Amy attacks again

Thinking he had a chance, James started to bend to pull up his Y-fronts, and that was the moment that Amy struck.

She suddenly dived forwards, crashing into him, her hands tearing at his shirt trying to pull it over his head even as the two of them fell to the floor, rolling deeper into the burger bar.

James cursed as he battled against Amy, feeling his left shoe finally give, leaving him with nothing but socks below the waist, too, busy trying to prevent her from getting his shirt up over his head.

Of course, with Amy laying on top of him, the fact that his rock hard erection was now pressing against Amy's bare stomach wasn't helping his concentration at all and he knew there was no way he'd be able to win this battle. Instead he opted for a different track. As soon as the shirt started to slide up, he let go with one hand, allowing it to snake around Amy's body, unhooking her bra. Now if she tried to pull the shirt all the way off of him, she'd be loosing her bra at the same time.