I grab you by your hips and hook my thumbs into your jeans. My hands slide down your legs, rubbing them as I go, freeing them from your restrictive je...ns. I arrive at your feet and give them a little kiss. Kissing my way upwards, along your thighs. Slowing down as I'm approaching your pussy, that is by now frustrated with how long it's been ignored. My tongue flicks across the wettest spot on your panties. You moan. You stomp. You grab my head and push me against your pussy.Wrong. Move.I seize. ’ I say as you slide yourself up my body. I notice the considering look on your face as you settle your hips against mine. I gasp as I feel your cock throbbing between us. ‘Sweet woman, Let’s see if we can change that.’ You say as you slip inside of me. I shiver in pleasure as I feel a complete fullness in me. No one has ever seemed to fit me so well as you. As you thrust into me slowly, you start to caress my breasts with one hand and with the other you stimulate my clit, telling me, ‘Listen. Ari guided his hands up her dress. He looked back to see if anybody was looking. They probably were. She didn't care. His arm got gently yanked to one of the stairwells. At this time he was thinking:"Fuck it."As they were walking to the stairwell, He thought about the one sentence he had in his head, passing it on saying: “You can always learn a little bit from what panties she has on.”They got to the stairwell and exchanged looks. She got on her knees and unbuckled Tommy James' slacks,. I have had men tell me that when they are with her at dinner or just having drinks together and talking, that she has a way of moving with such a slow, sensuous, languid grace such as whenever she would take a sip of her drink, or raise her fork to eat something, or just adjust her hair while giving them her complete undivided attention with such a quiet laser like intensity and interest in them, that it made them feel like she was imagining that she was sucking their cocks or fucking them and.