Slow and steady, she accustomed herself to his width and girth, her lips gliding back and forth over his length. When he moaned, she doubled her efforts. He groaned her name while pulling her up, first to his lips than to catch her breasts between his palms. He guided them alternately toward his mouth. Her fingers bit into his shoulders as she tried to steady herself while squirming against him, trying to reach his cock with her hand. He bit lightly on her breast, stopping her descent. Their gazes met, and she understood he was in charge. The chill that ran through her whole body had nothing to do with external air temperature, rather the compliance she realized her body would give him.She finally accepted his dominance and let him take the lead, folding over his legs at his will. This time her left arm slipped down under her body, her hand capturing his length. With each tap to her buttocks, she pulled his erection. Back and forth, on they went until she knew holding back her orgasm was no longer possible.
