82: Control and love

He pulled his thumb out of her mouth, and it made the pop sound. He seized her lips in his, pressing her against the table and rubbing his throbbing hard cock trapped in his trousers against her stomach. He pushed back the few papers on the desk and he set her on top of it.

His hand cupped her love spot through the fabric of her nightgown to feel the evidence of her want for him between her legs.

“You feel so good,” he grinned and kissed her, pushing his tongue into her mouth and making her moan around him.

His legs parted hers, and he pushed the nightgown up to reveal her nakedness.

Then he slid two fingers into her, making her breath cut in her throat while they kissed. He kept her stay and comfortable as his fingers played and fucked her.

He suddenly pulled his hand and lips away from her as something else called to him.

Her eyes snapped open, alarmed when he pulled away, but he drop to his knees before her. He spread her legs further and her smell made him jolt for joy.

She