As the anticipation built to unbearable levels, he felt her hand brush against his crotch through the denim of his jeans. The throbbing in his manhood grew with each passing moment, eagerly awaiting the release that would soon be unleashed. She leaned in closer, their lips just barely grazing one another as they whispered sweet nothings into each other's ears.
Slowly, she undid the buttons of his shirt, allowing the fabric to fall away from his chest and reveal the taut muscles that lay beneath. Her fingertips traced a path down his abdomen, dipping into his navel before continuing their journey further south. As her hand reached its destination, he could feel the moisture already starting to collect at the tip of his cock.
She grasped it firmly in her hand, pumping up and down in a rhythm that threatened to send him over the edge. He groaned softly as she teased and taunted him with each movement, her tongue tracing circles around his earlobe while she continued to stroke him. The sensation was overwhelming; he could feel every inch of her palm against his hardened shaft, the warmth radiating from her body.
With a sudden jerk, she pulled away, leaving him gasping for breath as he stared at the wetness on her hand. She smiled wickedly before leaning in closer still, taking his erection into her mouth with a voracious hunger that sent shivers down his spine. Her lips encircled the head of his cock, sucking gently while her tongue danced along its underside. The feeling was indescribable - pure pleasure coursing through every fiber of his being.
As she continued to work him over with her mouth, he reached for her, running his fingers through the silky strands of her hair as he held onto her head for support. She moaned against him, sending vibrations up and down his shaft that only served to heighten his arousal further. He could feel himself nearing the brink of orgasm, every nerve ending tingling with anticipation.
Just when he thought he couldn't take any more, she released him from her grasp, leaving him standing there, panting heavily and desperate for release. She stood up, the look in her eyes telling him that she was just getting started. As she straddled him, he felt her wetness against his skin, the warmth of her body enveloping him completely.
With a single thrust, he was inside her, the tightness of her pussy hugging him like a glove. She gasped at the invasion, her eyes wide with pleasure as they began to move in perfect harmony. The rhythm grew faster and more intense, every stroke driving them both closer to their climaxes.
Her breasts bounced against his chest, her nipples hardening under his touch. His hands gripped her hips tightly, pulling her even deeper onto him with each thrust. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the room - the slapping of skin against skin, the gasps for breath, and the occasional moan that escaped from both of them.
As they neared the peak of their passion, she reached down between them, taking his hand and guiding it towards her clit. Her fingers were slick with desire, and as he began to massage her most sensitive spot, she cried out in delight.
Their bodies moved together seamlessly, the rhythm growing more erratic as they approached their climaxes. He could feel the tension building inside him - his balls tightening, his muscles tensing, and his heart pounding in his ears. She clung to him tightly, her nails digging into his back as she reached her peak first, shuddering and shaking around him as she came undone.
His release was swift and powerful, spilling deep inside her with each final thrust. The sensation of her tight pussy milking him dry only served to heighten the intensity of his orgasm. As they lay there, spent and panting, he could only think one thing: This was just the beginning.