The couch

"Why don't we take this to your room, Mrs. Fore," I began to say in between kisses, but she cut me off.

"Call me Laura, and no, I can't wait. I need you to take me here and now," she said, desperately trying to strip me of my clothes.

Before I knew it, we were both naked and she was lying down on the couch, on her back. I was on top of her, continuing to kiss her, while fondling her breasts. My cock was poised at her pussy.

"John, please fuck me," she begged.

I stopped kissing her and she groaned. Grinning, I asked, "Could you repeat that?"

"Please fuck me!" she begged again.

I was only too happy to comply. I plunged into her, causing her to gasp. I began to thrust slowly into her, trying to enjoy this for as long as possible. She wrapped her legs around me, bringing me even further into her depths. Our lips continued to do battle, each trying to out kiss the other.

"Laura, you're so good. So good," I said, continuing to thrust slowly into her, enjoying the feeling of her skin against mine.

But...