Glancing down, she saw the answer to her question. Sex Her body slowly began to relax as they gradually came back down to earth. He leaned forward and hooked his finger inside her underwear and pulled it to one side, with his other hand he felt down between her legs for the very first time. He didn’t look happy. She literally ached to fuck him. ‘’Can you help me with this?” she asked him coquettishly, “I need to get them off. “Back in your chair”. Her tongue probed his mouth frantically, while her thighs gripped his and she moved on top of him faster and faster. Thanks, but no” he replied, “I have something stronger in my desk that I keep for nights like this when I have to work late.” Opening his bottom drawer he pulled out a bottle of whiskey and poured a generous measure into two plastic cups. She pushed herself back so his whole length was inside her and began to buck hard against him, moving her hips backwards and forwards with such fervour that he barely needed to move himself. Removing her shirt and discarding the bra that hung loosely about her chest, Christina straddled him again and this time, rubbed her ample breasts gently across his face.
