When Kristina left, they pretended like they were leaving too. They even back out and drove around the block. As they were walking back inside, Rosalina tripped over a step, crashing to the ground. "Need some help walking?" Nat asked.
"I've been doing it for seventeen years I think I've got it," she said, tossing Nat the keys.
Nat unlocked the door, placing the keys on the table by it. He watched Rosalina crawl inside, kicking the door shut behind her. "Why didn't you just get up?" Nat asked, locking the door for her. "So I could do this easier." She answered, sitting up on her knees. She pulled on his jeans, bring them down to the floor and revealing his partially erected penis. She wrapped a hand around it, slowly rubbing it. She smirked up at him, standing up. She held his jeans in her arm, pulling him behind her by his cock. She lead him back up the stairs to her room, closing the door behind him. She got back on her knees, now holding his cock with both hands. She spit a little on his cock, rubbing it in. She rubbed his cock faster, holding it with one hand. She used her other hand to massage his balls. She began to suck on his balls, flicking them with her tongue. She then ran her tongue from the bottom of his balls to the head of his dick.
She moved her hand from his cock to his balls, slowly sucking on his cock. He moaned softly as her tongue whirled around his cock. She pushed to fit his whole cock in her mouth, it reach the back of her throat. She sat up straighter, pulling her shorts down and off. As she sucked on his cock, she slowly fingered herself, causing extreme pleasure to both her self and Nat. Nat grabbed hold of her arms, pulling her off the ground and against the wall. His hard cock grinded against her core as he for fully made out with her, not leaving a corner of her mouth un touched. As they got lost deeper in their trance, they lost sight of what was happened, and got extremely complicated.
But hey, nothing's complicated when it's just hate sex.
