Philip, on his feet by now, was treating his cock to the throat-fucking of a life-time, making small pauses only to allow her few seconds to gasp for air. She was esthetic; in love with his cock, giving it all and more.“Oh, I’d cum right now if I wasn’t thinking about that pussy all day long”, he thought to himself, and without saying a word he lifted Elena up and with his hand still on her head bent her over the half-empty table. With two swift movements her skirt was lifted and her panties lowered to her tights. What a sight. It was perfection, her round, firm ass, emphasized by high heels and long legs, looked like something out of this world. With his cock throbbing in his hand, Philip took a step closer, positioning himself, ready to take her wet, dripping pussy like he owned it. Elena loved that about him… the silence, the confidence, the rough-around-the-edges treatment from her boss, and she was enjoying even more then she would like to admit to [login to view URL] was driving her crazy, the way he was about to enter her, she was just waiting for it.
It's a part of the description based erotica book I'm working on right now, or to be more specific, it's a part of the 8000 words - one sex scene (I can send you the entire scene if you want to get the feel of my writing) - and so, as you can see, the descriptions won't be the least of problems. Without further embellishment, I leave the decision up to you... do you want quality, or just 2000 words?