She sits on my lap. Her hands are on my face. My hands rest on her waist. We lock eyes. We kiss. I lose all sense of time. I whisper I want her hands on all of me. She giggles. I pull my shirt over my head. Her hands are on my shoulders. Her neck is sexy. I kiss her neck and suck her skin. She moans and bites her lip. I back away, and she is flushed pink. She says she is shy about her figure. I tell her I am already hard. She wiggles in my lap, my shaft hard in her crotch. I pull her shirt off. We kiss again, and her eyes say she desires my hands on me. I whisper she can have all of me. She wraps her arms around my neck. I unclip her bra. She shudders and moans softly. I tickle her spine. She bites her lip. I pull her bra off. We hug, our naked chests slipping together. I kiss under her clavicle. She plays with my hair. One nipple; I massage the other with my hand. She moans like sweet music. I lie her on the bed and kiss her toned belly. Her smokey gaze appears lustful. My hands explore her sexy hips, aching to pull at her string. She lifts her legs; I pull her wet thong off. She smiles into my eyes. I kiss and work up her calves. The back of her knee makes her tickle and she squirms. I kiss her flushed inner thighs, trailing my tongue where it dripped. She holds her breath; my tongue presses and flicks. Her clit is a pair of heaven. Her hand pushes my head down to her clit. I love her with my lips. Her breathing quickens; her muscles quiver. I stroke and lick, savoring the feast of woman before me. Her breath quickens. She buckles, screaming and grabs my face to her pussy. I make way until she eases from her stupor.