#121207 - He whimpered, hesitating before complying, breathing shakily as he leaned up, leaving more kisses down the underside of her cock, drawing the first of many moans from her lips, as she reached out with her hands, one caressing down the side of his torso, the other running through his lush hair. She grinned and ground her cock down against his stomach as she felt his hand knead at her breast, trying to push her off, his cheeks flushed with colour, his breathing frantic through his nose as she wore him out, weakening him as he exerted himself. Gently she reached down, her hand resting on his smooth stomach, gliding it down under the hem of the elasticated band of his boxers, her hand cupping his soft cock and balls, giving a gentle but threatening squeeze, causing him to draw in a sharp breath, whimpering.