DORIS
I took my time sauntering over to Arthur. I pulled my skirt up to my thighs and swung one leg over so I was straddling him.
He yanked me closer to his body so my crotch was up against his.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” Arthur said.
He grabbed my waist with one hand, speared his fingers into my hair with the other, and moved my head where he wanted.
“You’re my favorite meal to devour, baby. Tonight, you’re mine.”
Then he kissed me. Right away, it was explosive.
I moaned into his mouth and started rocking against him.
It was like whenever he kissed me. I was powerless to do anything but his wishes.
Our kisses went on as if they were timeless.
Arthur reached between us and started rubbing me through the gusset of my panties until I soaked them through.
“Oh yeah,
