He drew his hand up her stocking-clad leg. He savored the feel of the French silk beneath his hands. He leaned forward and kissed her flesh, just above the hem of her stocking. His lips burned hot against her flesh.
He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her against him. He kissed the front of her black-lace panties. She ran her fingers through his hair as he pulled her panties aside and teased her clit with his tongue. He smiled up at her as he slipped two fingers inside her dripping cunt.
“Fuck me, please,” she begged as she pulled him up from his knees. He stood and picked her up, carried her to the bed, and laid her down. He then joined her on the bed, and as he hovered above her, she reached between them and guided his cock inside her. They both cried out in unison as they rode the waves of orgasmic bliss together. As he collapsed on top of her, he leaned down and kissed her, allowing her to taste herself upon his lips.
