Wanton desire

Needing to feel every last last inch of him in me, pulling his hands up from my *** to my breasts making him squeeze he knew what I wanted. Quickly opening my buttons he pushed my bra up over my heavy breasts and began kissing and sucking my aching nipples as I rode his throbbing ****.

Grinding my hips on him feeling every move, he moved with me as we ******, this wasn’t making love this was pure wanton desire, we stared into each other’s eyes, seeing the lust in his face only made me want him more. I could feel my ***** as it pulses gripping his **** tight, my breathing quickened and I was coming again, his **** in me felt so good.

Seeing and feeling my squirming and about to come he Picked me up then positioned me over the desk, “Not yet baby” he said pushing my legs apart, to expose my soaking wet lips, that longed to have him again fill me, my curvy *** on full view, skirt up around my hips, nipples caressing my cold desk teasing me with every thrust, had me gripping on to the edge.

******* me from behind, hard and steady, leaning over me, pushing me harder in to the edge I gave a little gasp… I could feel the edge digging into my skin on my thighs, it hurt but it added to the pleasure, my ***** pulsed he whispered I’ve wanted to do this from the second I laid eyes on you. Panting hard and fast I managed to get out “me too”. He leaned back up and with every thrust of his **** i was lost in pleasure, ******* me hard and fast, the sound of his hips smacking my *** and thighs was so loud, I didn’t care I was too lost in the moment. Giving me a gentle smack as he ****** me only made me moan louder, i loved having my *** smacked while been ****** it felt so good a little pain with my pleasure.