
I love to be romanced. It brings out my most womanly side, making me feel like this is not a job, but a pleasure. I took extra time over this one, kissing down the side of his neck and slowly unbuttoning his shirt, then running my fingertips across the exposed skin of his chest. As I licked and blew gently on him, his hands roamed freely across my curves, eager to feel every part of me. I hitched up my skirt and slid one leg over him, lifting myself to sit in his lap, facing him. I could feel his hard cock through his trousers, pressing against me. It felt hot, and I knew he wanted me now. Still fully clothed, I pushed my thong to one side, unzipped and unbuckled him, and ran my hand up and down his shaft a few times. He was definitely ready. Rubbing his fingers between my legs, he knew that I was ready too. I eased myself onto him slowly, feeling him push gradually inside me until he was all the way in, deep in my pussy. I moaned as I started to rock, grinding my hips into his.
As he got closer and his breaths came faster, he begun to lift me up with his hands so I was riding all the way up and down on his cock, coming down harder each time. I gathered speed until he came, squeezing my arse with his big hands.
If anyone could see through that window, they would have seen quite a show.
Happy weekend,
Brooke x
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