Corey and Merve kissed and with each passing moment, Corey got bolder.
His right hand was kneading her breast and he felt her nipple hardening. It was amazing and he wanted more. He wanted to fill both of his hands with the softness which is warming the thin fabric of the t-shirt she is wearing.
Corey pulled his left arm which was cradling Merve and just as he was about to touch his soft destination, Merve plunged backward.
"Ouch…"
Corey panicked when he realized that Merve hit her head on the armrest of the sofa. "Sorry. I didn't realize you are leaning on my arm. Are you OK?"
Merve frowned and rubbed the back of her head. "I will survive. Uhm… how about we take this to the bedroom?"
Corey blinked three times rapidly and then bolted on his feet. "Sure…" In the next moment he realized that his erection is sticking over the loose fabric of his sweatpants and he clumsily covered it with his hands.