Reaching further

Still not at her desired reach with her hands her leaning on me begins to become more and more erotic. Her knees have almost come off the table and her crotch is being rubbed across my chin. I swear I can smell both of ours excitement in the air. Just as her hands slide over the edge of my hips I feel her cool breath across the top of my penis. This sensation almost causes me to instinctually thrust upwards and into her mouth, but I resist the urge.

With her hands wrapped around my legs as she extends her reach beyond my hips pressing my erction now towards my feet, she applies a gently squeezing and lifting which coupled with the knowledge of her facial proximity to my penis I do finally raise my hips slightly up off the table. When the head of my dick contacts something soft and wet I nearly instinctually **** myself upwards further but just before I do Jamie proceeds to press my hips down into the table firmly away from her.

Her hands trace their path back up my body and she lifts her chest up off of mine. With the raising of her body her hips reverse direction. Clearly miscalculating the action her crotch suddenly runs across my nose and forehead as she returns herself to the seated postion.

With a soft and sultry tone Jamie apologizes, "Sorry about that, I haven't used that technique in a very long time. I may have done it slightly wrong."

Stepping down from the table Jamie traces her hand down my side as she walks around to my feet.