Sit on it, let him get you ready

Entwined bodies reach the desk, and you feel Rob turning you until it is behind you. As your tongues fight between parted lips, his hands slide from where they have been mauling at your ass onto your waist, and he eases you up the couple of inches needed so that you can sit on the edge of the desk.

Breaking away from the embrace, Rob drops to his knees in front of you, letting his hands run down to your knees. You look down, knowing what his intentions are, and to show your willingness to receive what he is offering, you spread your knees apart even as you feel a slight pressure from his hands in an attempt to do exactly the same.

With your knees wide apart, he runs hands upwards over bare skin, easing the skirt upwards quickly revealing once again your thong. From his position between your parted knees he can see how soaked the lace has become, and you suspect that your aroma is probably clear to him as well from such close range.

His hands push at your skirt, and you shuffle about so that he can ease it under you and get it around your waist and out of the way of any future plans. As soon as it is clear, his hands reach into the elastic waistband of your thong and this time pull downwards. Again, you lift from side to side as he wiggles the small wet piece of lace from under you, until with it around your thighs he can pull it right away. Dropping it to the floor, his hands return to your thighs, running up the insides and pushing them outwards, exposing your now uncovered pussy to his gaze, ready for his attention.