Melissa's lean and curvy body pressed against him, her breasts squished against his chest, her legs dangling.
Reinhardt carried her to the couch and laid her down upon it. Then he pressed her down with his weight and seized her lips in a devouring kiss.
His hands roamed her body, stripping her of all her clothes and caressing her every curve, every dip.
He kissed her breasts again, sucking and nipping, before his mouth trailed down her stomach.
He parted her legs, finding her vagina already wet and eager for him. That said, he didn't enter her immediately. Instead, he tasted her, his tongue delving into her folds, lapping at her arousal, teasing her clit until she cried out.
"Uhhn… Mmmn… Nnng… so good" Melissa's hands clutched his hair, squirming and writhing on the couch.
Seeing that she was ready to take him in, he positioned himself between her thighs, and with a single, powerful thrust, he entered her.
