You lean forward as Mac straddles your lap, intertwinging your tongue with hers as your fingers start to unclasp the buttons holding in her large, firm breasts. Your other hand digs down into her skirt, rubbing against her clit as you press her back down onto the table. She moans, muffled by your tongue as she claws at your back. As her jacket comes undone, you transfer your attentions to her pert nipples, pinching one with your hand as you suck sloppily on the other. Your other hand jerks upward, tearing her skirt away from her crotch as you deftly push a finger past her labia. She groans as she pistons her hips against your fingers. "Oh, you drive me wild!"
You grin as you pull your face away from her breast, kneeding them with both hands now. You have her writhing in your grasp... |