Sweet breakfast (3)

Once got rid of the belt, Vera unfastened his trousers. She could feel his erection under her fingers, but she didn't touch him just yet. His tongue was exploring her mouth, forcing hers to reciprocate the kiss.

She couldn't move, and she didn't need to. All her body wished to do was lift her legs and lock them around his hips, and so she did when his fingers left her core for a moment.

Her love juices were flowing, and she could imagine the stain on the table. It made her feel as embarrassed as to drown but it was too late to retreat and change her mind.

No cell in her body wanted to stop, even if someone entered by mistake or an earthquake shook the city. She wished to stay like that forever and continue with their activities till the end.