Taylor doesn’t give him a choice

Taylor reached forward and grabbed his shirt, pulling him into the house and pressing her body against his. She lifted her head up and kissed him hard, squeezing his dick over his pants. Jordan groaned into her mouth, and brought his hands up to grab her new tits. Squeezing them firmly as he slowly pushed her backwards. His cock straining in his shorts, as she eagerly rubbed it.

“Fuck!” He groaned breaking the kiss and looking into her eyes. Taylor stared back sexily, running her tongue around her lips before biting one softly.

She squeezed his cock harder, leaning in to kiss him again. Her other hand quickly undoing his pants and sliding into his boxers. She wrapped her soft hand around his throbbing dick and stroked it slowly.

“Ahh! Holy…..Taylor you are so fucking hot!” He groaned between the kisses, squeezing her tits roughly. She squeezed his cock in response, making it twitch in her grip. She broke the kiss sinking to her knees quickly and pulling his pants down. Jordan’s hard cock popping free as she took hold of it again.

“Your cock, like, looks so yummy!” Taylor giggled, stroking it slowly with one hand as she grabbed his balls with the other. Running her fingers over them gently, making him moan again. She leaned forward again bringing her mouth closer to his aching head, spitting on it and lubing it up with her hand.

“I ummm need it soooooo bad!” She moaned looking up to him.