her hips.
Rory raised his eyebrows. "You better behave or you're going to get more than your purse snatched."
Dana laughed. "My snatch snatched."
"Run," he said.
Instantly it registered that he was lust-fraught and he was going to get her. Dana shrieked playfully. Rory reached out and tickled her. She giggled. He let her get a few more steps and tickled her again. "Stop!" she protested. "I'm not that coordinated. I can't laugh and evade you at the same time."
"Oh no?" He bombarded her with tickles making her laugh so hard she could hardly move.
"I'm going to pee my pants."
"Goodness," Rory gasped. He scooped her up and called the elevator.
"What's the matter?" she smiled sweetly at him, as she caught her breath. "Did I sap all your strength yesterday?" She raised an eyebrow in challenge. Rory hit a button and the elevator stopped. Dana was stunned.
"What was the question?" Rory asked coolly.
"I forgot," she smiled.
He crowded her against the elevator panel, towered over her, teasingly. "Something about my stamina? You inquired about my ability to perform?" He trailed a light touch down her sternum and played between her breasts.
"I don't have any question about that, Big Dog."
"No? I have a question."
"Shoot," she said salaciously. He winked at her.
"Are you wearing a bra?"
"Yes. And it's very pretty. Wanna see?"
"Love to."
"Back up Marine, give me room." She gently guided him back to the other side of the elevator.
And began to strip. Dana slowly peeled off her clothes, mixing in some of her zumba moves for flare. She turned her back to him, jutting out her ass a little, swaying from side to side and she raised her sweater off of her torso. She pivoted around for the reveal, bending over and smooshing her breasts together.
"Nice tits beautiful." As Rory stalked her, slowly crossing the elevator, Dana unclasped the front of her sateen lace underwire, letting her boobs fall out of their cups. She pulled her shoulders back, holding her breasts out for him. "Spectacular. Now beautiful,"
"Yes Big Dog?"
"Hard as it is going to be…so very hard as it is and beautiful, it's so, so hard, we have to be careful ‘cause I will shake this elevator rocking you. I figure we'll survive the fall," Dana did a double-take, "should anything happen."
"K." And in elf-like move, Dana hopped up, braced a leg on either bar and spread herself for him. Rory dropped to his knees and ate her. The heat on of his tongue on her clit was ungodly erotic. The combination of the pressures and angles created by her self-imposed suspension and the action from his tongue, her already agitated arousal meant she was going to come so hard real fast. "Rory," she mewled. He didn't answer; he kept on working. "Rory?" she panted, closed her eyes as she moved higher up that path.
Dana pointed her knees slightly inward, slight sustained on the safety rails surrounding the elevator walls. She leveled her knees to and fro with the slowest motion to create the perfect most effective friction. Dana was going to come. She rescinded within herself, let the ripples effuse through her, flushing every cell with complete ecstasy. She spasmed against his mouth, spent as the pleasure washed over her in lessening waves.
Now he was inside her, stroking the clutching walls of her body giving her sugary sensation. "So good…so good," was all she could say. Rory's rhythm heightened. Perfectly stable, Dana leaned into him, reaching under him to play with his balls. She applied slight pressure just behind them and back and then made a tight ring with her fingers as he entered her. He muttered something to his savior. Now he was ramming her with a rocketing pace. She leaned back and played with her nipples, making them hard as she looked into his eyes. That sent over the moon. Rory ejaculated, spending into his condom-sheath planted deep in her body. Dana breathed, savoring his pulsing cock within her.
They softly kissed.
"Better get this elevator going before we
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