My breath gets heavier with each step towards her. Slim but curvy, dirty blonde hair, full lips, large handfuls of tit. The nervous anticipation with a tinge of fear in her eyes makes blood pulse through my veins. Her clothing is reserved and unrevealing which arouses me even further. I reach out with my left hand and take a fistful of her hair. Using the handful of hair like a handle I pull her face towards mine and kiss her. My mouth controls hers as she tries to keep up moving her lips in rhythm with mine.

My right hand instinctively reaches out and takes a grip of her cunt. She gasps into my mouth as I grope and kneed her sensitive flesh through her jeans. She pushes her body against my hand enjoying the firm pressure on her clit. I accidentally bite her lower lip, she recoils slightly but not fully as she enjoys the warmth.

I pull her head backwards so I can look into her eyes. I unbuckle my belt with ease and lower my jeans. I aim her head downward so she can see how aroused she has made me. She reaches out and grabs a hold of my twitching erect cock. “Get on your knees.” I grunt through gritted teeth. Sexual urges have taken control completely, I’m using this classy, mature woman like she is nothing but a fuckdoll made only for my pleasure and nothing will stand in the way of that.

She obediently begins to kneel.