"I wondered why you had such a dirty smirk earlier..." he sat up, frowning a little. "Really?"
"Come on Jim," She purred, climbing onto the bed and straddling him, making him lay back down.
His eyes slipped straight down, and his gaze fell on her chest. At this, Martha pulled his head back up, tutting. "Nope."
"Wha- S-sorry..." He swallowed, watching the handcuffs very carefully. "What are you going to do with those?"
"What do you think?"
Within a second's movement Jim found his hands guided upwards and his wrists fastened to the bed post. His tie was pulled from around his neck and thrown to the floor. Martha's fingers worked at the perfect pace, unbuttoning his shirt with skill. Her lips kissed at his lips, and then slipped downwards, kissing gently but passionately at his neck.
Jim groaned, half with delight and the other with frustration. He wanted to run his fingers down her body, smoothly over her curves and pull her closer against his body. He wanted to twist her golden hair around his fingers. He closed his eyes, sighing softly as she nipped at his neck softly. Her hand slid downwards, moving to wrap around his cock. The silky material simply added to the effect as her hand moved, teasing him.
Martha's dirty grin widened as she felt Jim hardening in her hand, her mouth moving to meet his to muffle the moans now starting to escape his lips. Jim tugged against the cuffs, making grooves against his skin. He struggled even more as Martha moved her lips away and unfastened his trousers, leaning downwards and lifting him up to tease him with her tongue and that beautiful mouth of hers. He gave up trying to be quiet, moaning and writhing with every stroke. Her tongue lapped at his shaft, occasionally flicking her tongue at his tip.
Jim's moans were driving her wild and Martha simply couldn't resist any longer. She kicked off her shoes to the other side of the room and pulled off her dress, leaving her exposed. Despite it being Winter, she had chosen a dress that required her to wear no underwear. She grew hornier per second at the look on his face as she got ready to mount him and ride him like there was no tomorrow.
Re: [RPF] NC-17 A party of our own - Jim/Martha.
"I wondered why you had such a dirty smirk earlier..." he sat up, frowning a little. "Really?"
"Come on Jim," She purred, climbing onto the bed and straddling him, making him lay back down.
His eyes slipped straight down, and his gaze fell on her chest. At this, Martha pulled his head back up, tutting. "Nope."
"Wha- S-sorry..." He swallowed, watching the handcuffs very carefully. "What are you going to do with those?"
"What do you think?"
Within a second's movement Jim found his hands guided upwards and his wrists fastened to the bed post. His tie was pulled from around his neck and thrown to the floor. Martha's fingers worked at the perfect pace, unbuttoning his shirt with skill. Her lips kissed at his lips, and then slipped downwards, kissing gently but passionately at his neck.
Jim groaned, half with delight and the other with frustration. He wanted to run his fingers down her body, smoothly over her curves and pull her closer against his body. He wanted to twist her golden hair around his fingers. He closed his eyes, sighing softly as she nipped at his neck softly. Her hand slid downwards, moving to wrap around his cock. The silky material simply added to the effect as her hand moved, teasing him.
Martha's dirty grin widened as she felt Jim hardening in her hand, her mouth moving to meet his to muffle the moans now starting to escape his lips. Jim tugged against the cuffs, making grooves against his skin. He struggled even more as Martha moved her lips away and unfastened his trousers, leaning downwards and lifting him up to tease him with her tongue and that beautiful mouth of hers. He gave up trying to be quiet, moaning and writhing with every stroke. Her tongue lapped at his shaft, occasionally flicking her tongue at his tip.
Jim's moans were driving her wild and Martha simply couldn't resist any longer. She kicked off her shoes to the other side of the room and pulled off her dress, leaving her exposed. Despite it being Winter, she had chosen a dress that required her to wear no underwear. She grew hornier per second at the look on his face as she got ready to mount him and ride him like there was no tomorrow.