Grace Takes a Time Out Ch. 01

She looks down and sees that his penis is now fully erect so she steps forward with a leg on either side of him until her stomach touches his face and begins to lower herself to his lap. She takes her time, sliding her belly, then chest, and finally tits against him. Finally, with one arm on his shoulder she reaches down with her other to his erection and guides it between her labia; she puts that arm up on his other shoulder and tilts her head down to kiss his upturned lips as she settles down completely on Peter's lap. He is inside her: an unimagined combination of warmth, wetness, and sensation; he feels her contract as if to grip him. He waits, anticipating, not knowing, for what seems a long time but is really only a second or two. "Breathe." she whispers; he starts again.

Grace begins to work her hips in his lap - rocking, swiveling, rolling - as if trying to drive or pull him deeper. She leans to him, her lips close to his ear: "Oh, Peter, this feels so good, so, so, good."