So, when his fairly generous erection pressed firmly into my leg, I felt like fist-pumping in celebration. Instead, I went to work with my mouth.

Grab my arms and pull me up, kiss me, then spin me around. Chest to the table, feet on the floor, pussy dripping. Slide inside, hear my sigh. Feel me clench, then start to rock.

Apparently, the kiss was having a similar effect on Anna, because she wrapped one stockinged leg around him, and then the other. The heels of her suede boots dug into his thighs as she all but climbed his body to deepen the kiss.