A good hard first fuck

As your embracing bodies reach the desk, Rob’s legs being the first to make contact, you finally pull his cock free with the hand that has been tightly around it for the whole journey across the room. With more space for your hand now you slowly stroke him, satisfied by the sounds that Rob makes in response.

“Fuck me, I need it so bloody bad” you moan out as you look up into his face, a face filled with the same lust as you are feeling.

His hands still under your skirt on your ass, he spins your bodies around until it is the back of your legs hitting the desk. He begins pulling at your skirt, trying to get it down, but you are so **** to have your dripping pussy filled you simply grab it with your free hand and lift it around your waist.

He runs a hand over your exposed thong between your thighs, no pretence to gentleness now as he runs a finger over the lace crotch that is soaked right through by now. The same finger then runs to one side and the wet lace is pulled aside, allowing another finger to touch your bare pussy. Twisting his finger upwards, you both gasp out as it slides easily between the lips and finds your waiting openness. Your gasp is one of physical enjoyment, his one of delight at just how wet and open you have become already.

“Fuck me now” you demand again, grinding yourself down against his hand, “right fucking now.”