Laura Rizalde 3

John's desire to succumb to Laura's alluring charms was getting almost intolerable as his arousal throbbed painfully against his pants. His senses were flooded by her touch and aroma, and he realised he wouldn't last much longer. He caught her by the waist and drew her in, kissing her desperately while he groaned with pleasure and frustration at the same time.

Laura arched her back, moaning into the kiss as she grinded herself against John's hardness. His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve of her supple flesh and his finger sliding in and out of her backdoor, while hers unbuttoned his shirt with practiced ease. Fabric rustled to the floor as their clothes fell away, leaving them both naked and vulnerable. John's eyes raked over her naked form, unable to believe that this sexy, confident woman was here in his arms.

"I want you," he breathed.