The Spanish Stallion of Sacred Ecstasy

I pull into the driveway of the dark garage, it is late and quiet. XXX If she wanted me to stop she can’t tell me, her mouth is covered by mine, her body incapacitated by my body. One hand slowly travels back up her body resting on her face, my hand gripping her hair pulling her into me, the other grips her pelvis as I hook my thumb into the thin fabric and begin pulling at it. One of my hands moves down taking hold of hers, pulling it away and holding it at her side as I slowly and deliberately push myself all the way in. She leaves her arms above her head as my kisses become hungry and my hand grips her pelvis, pushing her down into the sofa