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bulky clothing. He loved the jiggle of her breasts as she walked, and the thin, trimmed line of hair on her pussy. It seemed to be begging him to fuck it. Enticing him.
    Swinging a leg across his lap, she sat facing him once more. Her eyes caught his as she reached down, gripping onto his cock once again with one hand, while the other hand carefully massaged his balls.
    "Fuck, Faith," he moaned, his hand tangling itself into her silky brown locks and pulling her lips down to meet his. His other hand sought out the source of her moist heat.
    "Mmm, so wet." He plunged two fingers into her as his thumb rubbed against her clit. His fingers stroked the inner wall of her pussy, making her tremble on his lap. Her back arched as she continued to grind against his hand, and against the cock she was so masterfully stroking.
    Taking in a deep ragged breath, Tony removed his hand from her and captured her hands in his, placing them on his shoulders.
    Leaning forward she pressed her breasts against his chest, savouring the heat from his body against hers. Her lips grazed the side of his neck, nipping, her pelvis grinding against his cock, but still not permitting it entry.
    Tony slid his hands down over the sides of her breasts, down past her waist and settled on her hips. He leaned back into the chair as he lifted her up and settled her onto his cock; his shaft slid into her moist heated pussy as if it were fated to be there. He pulled her onto him, ensuring she took each and every inch of it.
    She cried out, her fingernails digging into his shoulders, as his cock filled her completely, stretching her to capacity. She closed her eyes and took a moment to savour the feel of him fully and completely inside of her. Opening her eyes she looked down at him, her eyes capturing his, sharing a look of desperate need and yearning. Kissing him soundly, she began to move on his cock.
    His hands resting firmly on her hips he moved with her, forcing her downward thrust onto him each time she pulled up. She moved slowly at first, rotating her hips in a circular motion as she thrust up and down onto him.
    Faith heard him emit a deep growl, causing her to smile at him wickedly. She continued her slow, steady thrusts, her left hand capturing his chin and lifting his eyes to hers. While he tried to force her to increase her speed, she refused. Instead Faith continued her slow, calculated movements, while keeping their eyes locked. She was in control at that moment and she was going to make sure he knew it.
    Tony smiled up at her. He understood perfectly, and it was driving him wild. As much as he was enjoying the moment, the feeling of her soft, moist pussy, his cock was screaming for release. She was sweet agony at its finest.
    Faith continued to move on him, her movements becoming increasingly quick and forceful. She was so close, her body was on fire, her mind humming. A few more thrusts and she'd gain the release her body so badly needed and demanded.
    The first set of waves crashed over her. She broke eye contact, letting her head fall back. She began breathing rapidly, her thrusts coming harder and faster. Faith's hands held tight to his shoulders, her nails leaving marks across his shoulders and back. Her body finally tensed up as she reached her breaking point. One final time she took him in, exploding onto his cock. Her juices enveloped it, and slid down to his balls.
    Reaching up, Tony forced her lips to his, kissing her hard. His other hand forced her down hard on his throbbing, come-covered cock. Her liquid heat was almost enough to push him over the edge.
    Holding onto her, not quite ready for it to end, he urged her to continue rocking her hips against him. Faith obliged, moaning against his mouth. She worked faster, her breasts beating against his chest. Harder and faster. His body became rigid, bringing her body down as tightly as possible against his, as he released.
    Panting, partially from exhaustion, partially from relief, Tony wrapped