The pink “cock”

Mara is sitting on an office chair , one of those fancy ones with armrests, movable backs and in black leather, of course. It’s cozy and warm in the room which made her wear an airy, wavy sand colored skirt, coming down to her knees and a neck-holder top in the colour of her green eyes. It’s hot and she shed her shoes some time ago.
Giving in into the need to stretch her body she let my head fall back, stretch her arms behind the head and interlace her fingers. Closing her eyes she revels in the feeling of naked skin on the leather as well as the tension coming up from her groin along the belly to her breasts, the slender neck and the fingertips of her hands. Suddenly she feels warm hands around her wrists, gently keeping them in place and settling them onto the top of the back of the chair. Comfortable. She hadn’t heard him coming in. But now she is getting butterflies in her belly and can feel the tingling in her vagina.
One of Adam’s hands slide along the sensitive skin of her inner arm, up and down, first the one side then the other while his other hand still keeps her hands in place. All the while his warm firm lips roam over her face with gentle kisses and end up on her plush lips. Eagerly she welcomes him . Teasing his lips open with the tip of her tongue. Tenderly their tips touch each other and dance around for a moment before drawing more of their tongues into an exciting embrace.
One of his hands slides around the base of her throat, fingers trailing softly as a whisper over her sensitive skin. Suddenly his arm slides around her back and she feels hauled up and swiftly carried over to the comfy chair next to the table, where he likes to sit and read sometimes. He adjusts it by pushing it back so that she ends up in a half lying position. Her eyes are drawn to the little bit of skin she can see at his throat. She can’t withstand, she needs to feel his skin. Lifting up her arms she opens his I-am-an-important-business-person- shirt, which is already open at his throat, further button by button. That way she keeps his close to her leaning over her, giving her eyes a feast.
Each time she frees some of his skin she doodles around a bit with her fingers to feel it’s inviting warmth. When the shirt is completely open her hands slide under the fabric and shove it away, down his arms. Letting it fall to the ground, she can finally let her hands explore the softness of his skin. Her fingers find his nipples and in that moment, his mouth finds hers. What excitement! She circles her tongue around his tongue while simultaneously her forefingers circle around his areoles, tighter and tighter in circles, ending up at his little pebbles, which she grabs between her forefingers and thumbs to massage. She can hear him groan and feels an immediate response in her pussy. She can feel the moisture growing in her lacy red thong. Her hips are starting to move on their own volition, she can’t stop it. The pressure building inside her is too much. Her legs open up and slide around his legs to let him know what she wants. Kneeling down. Within seconds his loins press against her needy vulva. She can feel his arousal through his trousers . The proud steely column presses against her clit. She doesn't want to wait for any more teasing actions on his side and rubs her little swollen nub against him, keeping him in place with her legs around his midst. She can hear his raspy gasp and see the excitement in his intense gaze. He surrenders and joins the game for the moment.
But that is all what she needs now. In seconds sensations wash over her in big waves, making her cry out loud. But that is not enough, she wants him inside her. Stretch her flesh, massage her needy walls with his powerful strokes. Still, he knows her too well and intentionally keeps
his trousers on. She can see in his face that he has other ideas.
Gently he pulls her little nothing of a thong, the proof of er earlier explosion quite obvious, down over her legs, exposing her pussy to the air. The chill of it feels like relief on her hot flesh. His look is hungry on her pussy, she even opens her legs further to let him see what there is on offer. Kneeling down in front of the chair he starts to show his appreciation of what he sees with applying his skilled tongue and lips to her neither lips. Gently he teases the flesh apart and strokes the little big swollen nub with his soft yet firm tongue. The heat she feels is in part his hot warm breath on her vulva, but’s it’s also the heat in her, building up momentum. His tongue is wandering along her lips, using variations of pressure and stroking waves it pushes her arousal further and further. And yet, he takes his time going backwards and forward, helping with gentle nibbling and then he stops. Wait ! No!
He seems to be in need of freeing his cock a bit. So she is granted a sight she really loves, his big strapping cock. Seeing it makes her innards go all tingly even more. And yet , it’s not what he wants her to be getting if she guesses right. Obviously he has come prepared when he came to the room. She sees a shiny colorful pink toy in one of his hands. He kneels again and they lock eyes, she is so excited to see this coming to pass and his gaze seems to throw fire, it’s that intense. He wants to catch every expression of her face when he finally uses the toy in her. She can feel it now, a little bit cold and yet soft. He pushes it gently into her welcoming vagina, the speed of his pushes increases and then he switches on the vibration. God! What a feeling. The vibration permeates through her whole body, she feels the crescendo building up . He is relentless. Her body writhes on the chair and she comes nearly off it as the wave hits her again.
Now , he drops the toy and his warm, velvety steel takes its place inside her cunt. Slow moves caress her tight walls. His groans show her his pleasure and bring joy to her heart. She pulls herself closer to him, wrapping her long slender legs around him, trying to get every inch of skin contact she can achieve. His hands grab her hips and intensify my efforts . She wants him deep inside her, massaging every inch of her insides. And he does that , she meets him half way to kiss him. Their tongues dance in deep passion while he drives them into a firework of sensation with his powerful strokes. ....
She needs a break for now, but she also knows she needs more of this not far from now. Maybe later in the kitchen ? She whisper ms the idea into the room and his excitement in his eyes tell her of his willingness to fulfill her wish.