And down he went.
When he got to her bottoms, he didn’t wait for her to take them off, he just jerked them off her and revealed her nakedness.
He knelt on the bed, just staring at her.
Jenny watched him, and she bit her lip, wondering what he was going to do.
Excitedly, she waited.
She honestly didn’t care what, she just wanted him to do it.
And quit admiring her.
“Please, you’re making me wait,” she said.
“I’m devising a plan of attack.”
She reached for his hand. “This is not a time for a plan, but just improvisation.”
He groaned and came back down, kissing her. This time, their bare parts pressed against each other. She rocked her hips into his, feeling that impressive cock against her girly bits, and it stimulated her, making her moan.
He started down her body again, peppering kisses all over her as he worked his way down. She sighed and whimpered as he brought out all these amazing sensations with every touch.
How was he doing that? The scientist in her wanted to know how he drove such powerful feelings in her through this. Did he have some kind of pheromone?
The other parts of her wanted her scientist to shut the hell up and enjoy this.
While he kissed her breasts again, he didn’t take as much time there, because he was moving lower.
She groaned as he kept his kissing going down her body, his hands all over her legs and hips as he moved.
When he reached her center, he slid his hands in the middle first, stroking her from back to front, feeling all the places along her.
“So wet,” he whispered.
“You make me that way,” she said.
He pressed kisses throughout her, stroking her as he did, tasting her center as well. He would kiss her, then used his fingers to penetrate her deeper, which made her moan more, then he would go back to kissing her.
Back and forth he went until she thought she was going to scream.
In a good way.
A few more strokes, and he sent her into orgasm, crying out and rocking her hips into his hand.
He smiled and adjusted his position before he plunged his cock into her.
She cried out again, still in the final shivers of the orgasm, and as soon as he entered her, another one built.
My god, was he like, expanding inside her? It felt like he was customizing the shape to fit her perfectly.
He shifted slightly, and she could already feel a new orgasm building.
In and out he started, slow at first.
“More,” she said, shifting her hips to stretch as wide as she could for him.
He increased his pace.
