[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]
"You know you want it as much as I do, Araminta," Baer turned Arrie around and pushed her up against the wall, pressing his hard-on up against her through his army shorts.
He reached his hand up under her t-shirt and bra and caressed her breasts, drawing an uncontrolled moan from her.
He took that to be a 'yes, keep going', and he pulled down her shorts and thong panties, moving his hand between her legs where he elicited another high-pitched cry.
"That's it baby, you know you want it. Don't hold out on me… Mrs Becker."
He pushed his cock towards her entrance, which was presently flooding under the combined assault of his ministrations with his fingers and calling her Mrs Becker.
"God you're wet. Don't even try and pretend you don't want my cock inside you," he purred in her ear, massaging her clit rapidly so that she panted with pleasure.
She pulled herself back from the edge of bliss, with enormous difficulty.