"What am I doing?" Marissa thought fleetingly as she felt herself go under from his incessant kisses, ``I have to put a stop to..." She couldn't remember what she had to stop for as he picked her up and took her with him to the rocking chair, all without breaking contact with her mouth. She could feel his heartbeat race against hers as he lowered himself onto the chair, placing her astride him.

Marissa moaned as she felt his barely restrained cock brush her lap. She squirmed to get closer as her insides liquefied from the friction of his member against her cotton pants. She knew there was something she...