Flavia purred and writhed her slender body under him in slow, agonizing moves when he took her and lapped at her chest. Her long hair flowed around her head in dark curls, tiny beads of sweat started forming on her slender body. Her breasts bounced in tact with each powerful thrust.
"Oh, oh, oh...."
Her moans of passion seemed to increase in strength the harder and deeper his thrusts were. Her arms curled around his upper torso, hands buried in his hair as she sucked on his neck with passionate kisses.
As he rolled onto his back, Flavia smiled and followed his moves. With one foot on either side of his hips, she started moving slowly and seductive, the same moves she had learned in the bellydancing lessons in school. She had never known the meaning with them then, but now she knew, and she used them for what they were worth.
With these seductive moves with her hips and her abdomen, she started moving gently up and down his manhood, teasing, flirting, testing how long he would resist the temptation....