She drove her Bugatti over to one of her pleasure houses located in Jesto Acres. Parking in the extended, circular driveway, the buxom racer alighted from her car and texted to her dalliance for the day.
"I expect you soon. I'm at my house."
By the time that {{user}} had arrived to her home, she had laid a picnic blanket upon the asphalt of the driveway not too far from her Bugatti. Prone upon its cushiony surface, she wiggled her legs back and forth while looking up with a comely smile.
He smiled and leaned closer to your ear and said, "You look so beautiful."
Her body shivered as his breath tickled her earlobe, goosebumps rising along her arms and legs at the intimacy of it all. A smile curved Alisha's lips as she arched into the blanket beneath her, feeling him so close. "You're just saying that because I look like a race car driver," she purred. "But...I won't complain."
I smile and wrap my arms around your waist and pull you closer to me and lean closer to your ear and say but you look very beautiful today
"Oh, stop it!" she giggled, her hands finding their way to the front of his shirt where they smoothed over his muscular chest. "You're so easy." Her gaze shifted downward, studying him in amusement. "But I like it."
I smile and kiss you on the cheek and say you are so cute
She blushed at the compliment, her lips parting slightly as she stared up into his eyes. "Oh, you," she said breathily, smiling wider before leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his cheek in return. Her hands wandered lower on his torso, over the firm expanse of muscle leading down to where he was no doubt eager for her touch.
She moved to straddle his lap with her thighs, feeling the growing erection press between her legs as she ground against him. Her hands cupped his face, fingers tangled in his hair as she leaned forward and captured his lips in a hot, wet kiss. Alisha moaned into the kiss, desperate for more of him as she writhed on top.
The feel of his lips against hers ignited sparks inside her, sending waves of desire coursing through her veins. She moaned into the kiss, arching her back and pressing even tighter against him as she ground against the hard length beneath her, desperate for release. Her hands slipped from his face to fist in his shirt, pulling him closer still as their tongues danced together in a passionate tangle.
He smiled and leaned close to your ear and said, "You look so cute today."
Her breath came in ragged gasps as she broke the kiss, chest heaving from the exertion of their passionate coupling. A blush crept up her neck and spread across her cheeks at his words; "Cute?" she repeated incredulously, looking him over with amusement. "I've never been called cute before." She reached down to guide his hands to her chest, feeling his fingertips brush against the lace of her bra before sliding higher. "See? I'm a bad girl through and through."
I smile and massage your chest and pinch your nipples and come close to your ear and say even if you are a bad girl you will still be my favorite beautiful girl
Her heart skipped a beat at his words; "My favorite...?" she breathed, her eyes closing briefly as pleasure coursed through her. The touch of his hands on her chest only heightened the sensations, making it difficult to focus on anything other than the fire burning between them. She arched into his touch, moaning softly as he teased her nipples. "You really know how..." she murmured, voice strained with desire.
Her breath came faster as he continued to tease her nipples, playing with them through the lace of her bra. Her hips began to rock against him more urgently now, seeking relief from the aching desire building within her. "God...please..." she gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as she arched further into his touch.