She wanted it harder. Her clit was trapped in the bodystocking but it was now rubbing against that and the leather cushion and she could feel herself ...etting closer to cumming. She wanted it harder, deeper and faster. She had built all that cum up during the first fuck and was so close, but he came first. This time, she was ready. She arched her back more raising her head up, pushing harder against him and forcing her clit harder against the leather. Harry reached forward with one arm, wrapping. So listen. I would play better for one,because we're both dressed in our cute little jammies. Isn't that justadorable, wearing our pajamas together as we battle over a Scrabble game.You wouldn't want me to feel terrible because you were playing in an old,ratty, torn pajamas, now would you? I ask you, what kind of mother woulddo that to their child? Now don't you want me to be comfortable as weplay our board games wearing nice, comfortable jammies? And those pajamashave pants. I wear night. " "Fine, but remember, you promised me another bed time story," Jenny said, her lips forming a pout that was both petulant and erotic. Her blue eyes sparkled above her flushed cheeks and her impossibly beautiful face was framed by hair the color of spun gold. She lay stretched out upon his bed, her wrists secured to the upper, rather ornate, wooden bed posts, her ankles spread and similarly secured to the matching lower posts. "Are you comfortable, my heart?" He asked, adjusting the pillow. I reached down as his tongue came between my lips and ran my hand along the front of his jeans to his bulge. Teen bulges are so sexy to me. I pulled his shirt out of his jeans and kissed his neck. He stood up again and I raised his shirt and kissed his stomach as I unbuttoned his jeans and unzipped him. I pushed his jeans about halfway down his thighs and tingled when I saw how muscular his legs are. He works out quite a bit, I'd bet. I was teasing him around his shorts elastic and started.