Fred continued to stroke Rupert, smirking when she felt him harden in her hand. She continued to kiss his neck, only stopping when he said he was going to come. The last thing she wanted was for him to come on her hand. Fred needed to feel him inside of her.
After letting go of him, Fred stood from the bed and slipped off her pants and panties. She moved over to the bed again and pulled Rupert's boxers and pants off. Once he was completely naked, she climbed on the bed and kneeled between his legs.
Leaning down, Fred ran her tongue over the shaft and up to his tip. She looked up at him for a moment before sitting up again. Fred adjusted herself and straddled him, her wetness over his cock. She reached up and placed her hands on his chest and slowly lowered herself on him.
"Oh, God," she moaned when he filled her to the hilt. She didn't move at first. Instead, she sat there, enjoying the feel of him inside of her. But soon the sensation became too much and she started to move on him.