Turning Allison

She squeezes his other hand and closes her eyes even more. Taking that as a sign of pleasure, he continues to brush against her curves, rubbing up and down against the outline of where I expected her panty to be.

He proceeds to bend down to kiss her ears, nibbling at the crevasses and massaging her thighs with more force. He whispers something into her ears and she nods quickly, still eyes shut. Her legs widen even more, now 2 feet apart as she starts to move her hips against his hand. I could see her feet squirming inside her heels as her legs shake.

Seeing her submission, he kisses her forehead slowly, leaving a trail of kisses down to her lips. Her mouth forms a wider O as her body grinds against him harder reflexively.

I hold my breath as the next few moments unfold in slow motion. She lifts her face off his chest and kisses him on the lips, her lips planted directly on his. He smiles, kissing back with increasing passion. He runs his hands up her thighs under the dress, pulling it up slightly in the process. It clings half folded over her smooth toned thighs, giving only a glimpse of his hand. Biting him back, she buckles and loses herself to total ecstasy.

What more could I want?