Meek attempt

'Stacey, I know what you're doing here...' you mumble.

With both of you sitting on the floor she slowly turns to look at you and without saying a word she wraps both arms around the back of your neck brings her leg over and sits on your lap facing you. She is lightly panting and she looks at you.

'You didn't stop me sitting on you...'

'Stace' you begin to protest

'John , let's not pretend. We both know how this is going to go...'

Again without saying another word she reaches down, unzips my trousers and pulls out my cock. Still looking into my eyes; now panting harder; she lifts up slightly and pulls off her skirt and her panties.

She lowers down, you feel her wetness seeping down your cock as her lips brush your tip.