Every time I saw the head appear again, I felt my pussy become a little wetter and grabbed onto the door harder, too. He seemed not to be scared off b... me either as he held his ground for a few minutes."Fuck," I moaned before I grabbed onto his free hand and yanked him in there with me."What the hell, I'm still in my clothes, London, they are gonna get wet."I shut the door and came right to him. "I don't give a fuck, let's take them off," I offered before I dropped down to my knees.I quickly. He dropped his jeans to the floor, and in two steps was at the edge of the bed. She reached out for his dick, wanting to touch it, to feel the soft skin in her hands. He brushed her hands away, grabbing her by the wrists and placing her arms above her head. She spread her thighs to accommodate him as he positioned himself against her wetness.He slid his hard-on against her swollen, sensitive mound. Making her moan, her body arching to find his. He released one of her wrists, reaching between. Reaching out I grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked back her head, arching her back, knowing my domination; pain and friction on her G spot would take her even further.She began thrusting back on my cock, pounding her cervix, which had now opened and demanded my release. Collapsing face down on the bed I repositioned myself behind her and lying over her, completely dominating her body I began to grind deeply into her depths, my orgasm starting to climb, to what would be an epic joining of. With all of his attention focused on her breasts, he almost got caught when she finished her explanation and looked curiously at him for another challenge. He tried to cover his inattention by rubbing his chin and moving to point at a term on her diagram. ‘What else do you know about gene expression?’ he asked to cover his potential embarrassment. Jessica launched into another explanation but was obviously on shakier ground. She ran out of steam pretty quickly so Paul was ready with his.