Her back was arched, a thin indented line running the length of her spine like a trench. Her skin was covered in little mountains from the cold, feeli...g to the touch like gentle scales beneath my fingers. Outside, the music of Bon Jovi was blasting while the ref called a foul. It quit after three beats of the bass, letting Amber's screeching moan be heard for a split second before the crowd took over again. I could feel my dick bumping the end of her vagina, my arms wrapped around hers and. I want to kiss you for a little while yet.I move back and lift my body up, I grab your cock and making sure the head is just at the entrance, so you can see. I sink down a little, so that the head of your cock is inside me, you moan a little, but not quite enough so I slowly sink all the way down making sure you can feel every millimeter, moving my hand to stroke your balls as I go. You close your eyes; you enjoy it that much. I slowly lift myself, making sure you can feel it all, then slowly. She bit back a groan of her own at the feeling of his rigid cock against her flesh. It was all she could do not to fuck him there on the spot. She resisted this urge however, he always took such great delight in teasing her when he was in a position of power that she never passed up a chance to return the favor She continued the stroking motion, bending down to catch the tip of his penis when it emerged from between her breasts. She could taste the lavender from the bath soap and the. She should feel familiar with this room, yet it seemed like so long ago since she had been in here. She fished her phone out of her pocket and dialled Jean-Marie’s number. He picked up after just one ring. ‘Isabelle?’ he asked, his voice betraying his anticipation. ‘Jean..’ she said softly and sat on her bed, butterflies filling her stomach. ‘How was your day?’ he asked, his voice warm and sweet. ‘Did you manage to get things done?’ She laid down on her back, staring up at the white ceiling..