Fuck in front of the door...

Rachel keeps stroking me while she cleans some of my cum off her t-shirt -it's one of her favorites- wiping it up with her fingers and eating it, though she pays no mind to the cum on her face or in her hair. As soon as I'm hard again, I pull Rachel to her feet and kiss her passionately. But I don't waste too much time with forplay: as we kiss we both undo her jeans and just let them and her panties fall to her feet.

I turn Rachel around, grabbing a piece of her nice, firm, tanned asscheek as I gently press her down onto her knees. Rachel giggles a little, and wags her beautiful ass at me. "Come and get it, Ross," she whispers, smiling back at me.