Kaiser looked at Irene with a smile on his lips, one corner lifted. His eyes shone with intense pleasure. He leaned slightly forward. His shaft, hard after her provocative gesture, stood proudly.
Irene, lying on her back with her legs wide apart, stared at him. Her pale skin was still flushed in places. Her full breasts, with pink nipples, rose quickly with the rhythm of her panting breath.
"You want it so badly, don't you?" said Kaiser. He climbed onto the bed, his knees sinking into the mattress on either side of her hips. He took his shaft in one hand, guiding it toward Irene's slippery intimacy. The swollen glans first brushed her wet lips, still pulpy and sensitive from the previous pleasure. Then he pressed it directly onto her hardened clitoris.
"Mmh..." she emitted.
He rubbed slowly, in regular circles, pressing just enough to make her whole body shiver. The skin of his own belly was taut, a line of sweat beading along his chest.
