Adam treats her right

With a fierce growl of need, Adam swept her from her feet into his arms and carried her to a table on the far side of the room. He placed her carefully amidst the papers, notes and blueprints that were scattered on the table and pressed his lips to hers once again.

'Crews he tasted good' thought Winlay as her tongue wrestled with his each trying to explore the other in new-found wonder. His hands roamed her body possessively pushing under her shirt and squeezing her breasts through the tight binding strip. As his hands explored under the loose shirt it rose over her round belly exposing her white panties beneath. Freeing his hands from their rough exploration of her tits, Adam plunged one hand into her cotton panties while the other loosened the fastening that protected her breasts. With his hand cupping her sex there was no hiding the wetness between her thighs and Winlay moaned in need as Adam?s fingers explored her soft slick folds. Winlay had often fingered herself to climax since she first discovered the pleasures of her secret womanhood. But the feeling of Adam's hand touching her confidently exploring and probing was totally different.

"Ohhhh..." He was so good. His finger unerringly found her nub and Winlay squirmed on the table as he stroked her his mouth moving from her lips to her ears and then as his hand pushed her shirt up over her suddenly exposed breasts his mouth descended on her aching nipples. Winlay arched her back offering her breasts to his hungry mouth and hips were bucking under his hand, pressing herself insistently against his fingers searching for release from the pressure that was now unbearable. Somehow Adam had worked his way out of the rest of his clothing and was naked when he climbed up to join her on the table.

The evidence of his arousal made her tremble as he jerked her panties over her knees with feverish need. His penis was just as long and thick as it had been minutes before when she thought she had tamed it. Once again it throbbed with a life of its own but this time Winlay tried to pull Adam against her; any thoughts of restraint were now long gone. She opened her thighs even further in an unmistakable invitation exposing her pink slit and she urged him wordlessly to climb onto her and finish what he started.

"Easy, my beauty." Adam pulled her tightly against his hard body and held her writhing body against his as she begged for release. "There are other ways I can satisfy you - just like you pleased me." Winlay felt Adam shift her to the edge of the table slipping her shirt the rest of the way off her body as he moved her. Winlay didn't even consider stopping him from taking off her shirt this time, even if she had had the willpower, it was pointless.

Adam took advantage of her newly exposed skin, painfully slowly kissing his way down her neck, over the round breasts and across the curve of her belly. Adam's lips at last reached the source of her burning need and his tongue bathed her lips, licking the flowing juices from her slit. Winlay could not believe how aroused her entire body was. She was still burning from the excitement of stroking Adam's penis, and his caring caresses and kissing of her body only heightened the need she felt for him.

Nothing in Winlay's limited experience with men had prepared her for the feeling of his tongue coaxing the folds of her petals open and finally teasing her swollen clit. It wasn't as good as the hard thrust of his penis that her body instinctively craved more than anything, but the teasing of his rough tongue combined with the gentle pressure of the tip his finger pushing into her wet cunt was almost as satisfying.

"Is this OK?" He asked, but Winlay was unable to articulate a coherent response. Instead, her smooth thighs wrapped around Adam's head, and squeezed him tightly in response to his continued exploration of her sex. He ignored her wanton reaction as he continued to work her closer and closer to a climax like she had never experienced before in her life. When she finally did explode her cries of pleasure filled the boiler room echoing off the cement walls.