Nice - he asks it so nicely. And the tone of his voice, the way it breaks so deliciously, it sends a bolt of pleasure through her. She can't resist.

Pulling his underwear down to where his pants are is easy, with the practice she's had. She doesn't need to get off him to get his underwear off, just lift her hips a bit and push them off. She wastes no precious time, because what if he disappears in five seconds, or what if he makes up her mind? That would be terrible.

As soon as he's naked where it counts, she wraps her hand around his cock, and guides it to her entrance, and sinks down on him slowly, but in one steady go.

Fully rooted, he is...magnificently shaped. Fills her up, with a bit of a stretch that's just perfect, and honestly, sex hasn't felt this fucking good in forever.

"Jesus, baby, you feel so good..." Her voice breaks a bit too, hint of desperate. She rides him, nice and slow, holding onto his chest for balance. "Better than...ahh...better than I ever...f-fuck..."

A sudden hit of inspiration, she brings her hand down again to feel where they're connected, to rub her clit again, let him feel how tight she can get.

Then holds her fingers, still slick with her arousal, a whisper away from his lips. "You wanted a taste."