He places her on the bed once more. She made posthaste of his slacks. Her deep red nail leaving small trails up his legs. Her excitement heightened by the quivering of his muscles. She runs her nails down his chest as she blows cool air on his throbbing member. She holds the bottom of his shaft. Cradles his shaven sack with the remaining fingers. She kisses the tip and his body jerks. Her lips part as the head slowly enters. Her tongue does a well rehearsed serpents dance greeting it. He firmly grasps her shoulders fighting his primal urges. She tilts her head up to seek acceptance from those hazel eyes as she slowly makes him disappear.
