She was perhaps the single most sinful thing in the entire world, a vision inher garters and nylons and heels, legs spread enough for him to get a great view.
He gasped as she immediately clenched around him and he thrust hard several more times, not needing much at all to drive him over the brink. He could feel her nails digging into his skin and her hot walls clenching around him, see her breasts bouncing each time he thrust, and he completely lost it.
His legs felt weak and he braced him, barely, above her, not coherant enough to think even of how to roll them so they were completely on the bed and entwined.