Her cheeks are stained with shame. His steel-blue gaze leaves her as he draws his pants down to the floor. Free porn If she was any more excited she might be forced to purr. Marcel takes her arms gently and raises them. It’s too much. She pulls away for a reluctant moment. “I have more…”
He takes her hand and leads her inside, making sure this time, that he has control. Then, Marcel is planting little kisses on her cheeks, her eyes, the lobes of her ears. There is an ache in the soft hollow between her thighs. She wiggles her creamy cheeks and the sensual assault intensifies. She strokes and watches, her lips parted. She removes his tie, tugs out enough of the knot to lift it up over his head and she splays the shoulders of his suit jacket recklessly, brushing the unwanted item to the floor.
