You laugh at how quickly she cracked. "Okay, but like you said, we don't want to make a spectacle of ourselves. Take me to your room and I'll be more than happy to finish what we've started."
Dana smiles, grabs your head to pull it down to her height, and gives you a hard kiss on the lips. Then she grabs your hand and leads you back out the way you came. You quickly pass through the dining room, barely noting a new student on top of the "contractor" as Dana pulls you through the house. She aims toward the central stairway of the beautiful old Victorian and takes the steps two at a time. Your mouth begins to water as you watch her ass cheeks sway to and fro up the stairs, but she's moving so quickly you hardly have a chance to register the glorious show.
Moving down the hallway at the top of the stairs, you pass a door on your right and two doors on the left before Dana suddenly spins around, clasps her hands behind your neck and pulls you toward her as she throws herself at the door on the right. She kisses you hungrily, leaving one hand to rub your massage your head underneath your hair while the other wraps itself around your belt buckle and the waist of your jeans. Using her ass to push open the door, she pulls you through so rapidly that you almost crush her as she launches you both backwards onto her soft, billowy bedspread. You plant your hands on either side of her head and straddle her hips to keep from putting all your weight on her.
Using her right hand, already resting on your belt, she masterfully undoes the buckle, pulls the belt through the loop, opens the button, and unzips the fly faster than you can say, "You have some lovely tits." She smiles and you take this as a cue to pull her shirt off and feel up her softer-than-the-silky-comforter breasts. Your hands simultaneously move toward the nipples when a sudden pressure on your crotch makes you shudder with gleeful surprise.
Grabbing your balls and rubbing her hand up your cock, she responds, "You have a lovely dick." She lightly massages it until it's throbbing faster and harder than a Sea King Navy helicopter. She takes her hands off your cock to pull your pants off completely and as soon as she finishes, you rip off her short, sheer skirt. Panting from all the rush, you both pause for a moment to catch your breath. You stare into her eyes, feeling her heaving, flushed chest against your own while your bare, pulsating cock rests lightly on her sopping, dripping wet panties, still wrapped around her waist and sticking to her soft, slightly overindulged pussy. |