Jake asked Laura to keep on her wet panties. Saturated, they clung to her mound, the tender bud still sensitive to the moistness between her legs. He pulled her down on top of him as they reached the bed and sank into the pillows.
“Kiss me,” he begged. “Give me your tongue.”
Her red mane of tangled hair framed her face and fell like a curtain to surround them. He reached up and ran his fingers through it, pulling her gently into his smoldering kisses. His hardness was aching to escape the confines of his jeans as he thrust himself into her groin. With just her red bra and panties on, Jake strained to make love to her through the layers of material, both on himself and the thin fabric that still protected her sex.
In an instant, he flipped her over until he was on top of her. His fingers sought the lace of her bra that was barely covering those erect nipples he found so enticing. Pulling it down with his teeth, he caressed her peaks with his tongue. Moans of pleasure escaped her mouth as she arched into him.
She reached down to pull up his shirt and removed it swiftly. The heat of his chest singed her hands as she ran her nails over the hairy patch in the centre. He groaned his approval and she tweaked his nipples with two red tips, rolling them gently between her fingers.
Kissing his chest, she reached up to lick his nipples, as she wanted to return the sensuous pleasures. Reaching between them, Laura unfastened his jeans and slid them over his hips. His briefs expanded with his arousal, his huge cock aching to be set free. He only sighed with longing.
She reached inside his cotton BVDs and grasped his cock, running her thumb over the tip, already dripping with precum. She closed her eyes and felt his hot breath on her tits, his kisses tantalizing her as his hands played with her wet panties. She impatiently yanked off his underwear.
“This drives me crazy,” he said, grasping the damp material that still covered her most sensitive area. Shifting again, Jake stretched out beside her, pulling her leg over his thigh as it parted her legs. He gave her ass a playful slap. The sting of it startled her. She looked at him, surprised.
He watched her, not quite sure how to read that look in her eyes.
“You just slapped me,” she said.
He rubbed the area he had spanked. She smiled at him.
“Do it again.”
“Oh God,” he groaned, as he took her mouth with his and spanked her ass again, a little harder this time. She arched her back, her butt protruding even farther giving him easier access to it.
“I’ve been bad today,” she teased. “I am a very naughty girl.”
That was all the incentive he needed.
“And what do you think I should do with you?”
“Spank me till I beg for it. Make my ass red and sore, then kiss it better,” she purred. It was obvious to Jake, she liked telling him what to do.
