Her hands moved to his chest, feeling the muscular man beneath the clothing and then slid to his shoulders and down his arms as she removed his jacket and let it fall to the floor. Porn sex She slid the shirt from his body. His eyes call her a devil for teasing him. Finishing up the right leg she moves to the left giving it the same undivided attention as the other, moving slowly up and down, stretching her body out, fingers working deftly on every muscle. Slowly she stands before him and leads him to the bed, turning him so that he’s forced to lay face down. Still straddling him, she bends forward and removes the scarf from his mouth. The candles, the careful undressing of his body, the scent of the oil, the massage; he moans loudly. Her smug in knowing it’s far from over. With swift, stealth-like movements she stands, turns and repositions herself on his lower abdomen and as quick as she thought she was he still caught a glimpse of her beautiful silken body before she assumed this new position with her back to his face.
