She was clever with a man,and new the more tender areas on his body. A touch here, a caress there, lips there, a hot tongue there...
And everywhere she moved, there were pools of colors, lights dancing and her mind floating free. She laughed inspite of the drugs,and in spite of their circumstance.
"Who ever says this would have to end?" Her smirk was wicked, and soon her strong legs were removed from as she steady herself between his legs. His leather clothing had already been torn off, leaving him really only in just his pants and boots- not that it mattered.
She was laughing as she moved, sitting like a dog between his legs before moving a hand forward and unzipping his pants and removing his long, hard, throbbing member.
She grinned. Well at least he wasn't small like some men she had, infact, she was bit impressed as she licked her lips and lapped her tongue all around his hard member before taking his sex into her mouth and began to suck on it hard as she tasted and swallowed and drank at his skin.
Yes, it didn't matter where this ended, as long as they had a little fun.
After all, life was too short not to pass moments like this by. They both needed a little fun after this ordeal, and she could taste that he needed it almost more than she.
She smirked at that, her soft mouth and tongue moving against his member, but she was hardly through with him, and wouldn't let him be sated so easily-
not without a fuck.
So while she was perched between his legs, she began to laugh again, his member slick from her mouth and reaching towards the sky, somewhat in the way as she worked at prying off his pants.
And before he'd know it, she'd be on his lap again, hands curling into his hair, gripping it as the world twisted and turned and strung into colors and sounds and lights all around them- and somehow, she was kissing his lips, shoving her tongue in well and deep, fighting against his and in that same motion, his body slipped very easily inside of hers as they began to fuck wildly upon the chair, her lips only parting from his to pant, to breath as she moved with need and moaned again his, her lips vibrating as her tongue moved across his lips, tasting them as the chair began to creak against the weight,t he pull, the thrust, the movement.
Ah.. yes...
This is exactly what she had needed, as her mind floated away into a spell of sweet surrendering ecstasy.