Tom noted that she still hadn’t even put clothes on yet, still wearing the same pair of peach colored panties and matching lace bra that she had been frolicking around in hours ago.
Nonetheless, his eyes drifted up and down her small, slender frame hungrily, spending several seconds studying her puffy little pussy mound between her thighs, bulging against her lace boyshorts.
Now he was naked from the waist down and Maisie could not take her eyes off of his big dick, enraptured by it, her one hand still working feverishly at her young, dripping snatch as the other wrapped itself around the base of his throbbing slab of cockmeat.
Meanwhile, she had reached down and undid his belt, loosing it before unbuttoning his pants and breaking the kiss to pull them off. Maisie thrust her head down, getting her head between his thighs and nuzzling her face into his boxer-clad cock and balls, breathing in his manly scent and rubbing her pussy through her panties at the same time.
Maisie scooted forward, inching as close as she could to him without getting in his lap.
She leaned in and he responded to her advance, moving in to kiss her passionately.
Her full, proud tits restrained only by her bra were staring Tom right in the face.
“Anything for you love…” she hissed, moaning – her large, bright eyes fixed on the growing bulge in his pants as she reached behind her back and swiftly undid the clasp of her bra.