Oh that was good. She always touched him in those perfect, wanting ways. Though over the years she had learned how to touch him. Those certain spots no knew except for her. Then even a few he didn't know he had himself. There was another moan against her skin as she stroked him more. Her thumb teased his tip. Then there is that feeling he was looking for ultimately. She guided him, and then pulled his hips toward her. The tight, slick feeling. In returh to her noise, he let out a grunt as his cock was buried deep into her.
"Mmm...so good." He moaned into her ear. His hips started moving pushing in and out of her. Sliding easily. It wasn't quick and rough, it was slow, steady, and desire filled. His lips trailed over her neck, as he let out a soft moan.