James kissed Celia deeply, exciting himself almost instantly, as he let his tongue brush against hers. "You're fucking hot," he mumbled between sloppy kisses. He moved down to her neck, sucking on it hastily. He pulled her shirt off without warning, not wasting any time, moving down to the top of her breasts. He picked her up, moving her legs around his waist as he wrapped his arms around hers, and carried her to the bed, pushing her on there forcefully, and getting on top of her with ease. He pulled her pants off next, kissing her stomach, working his way down further.
He slipped his hands around her, pulling her bra strap apart, and throwing it on the floor. He cupped her breasts, and moved her hands around playfully. He kissed her breasts, sucking on them as well, leaving little red marks. "Hot," he whispered, kissing her stomach again and pulling her panties off. He threw those off of the bed as well. "Delicious," he joked, pulling his own clothes off now. He entered her slowly at first, feeling her warmth around him as he began trusting in and out, slowly at first, but faster and faster with each movement.
James was feeling better than ever before, it was just the thrill of being with an older woman. He knew he was close to that point so he got even faster, almost reaching the climax. "Fuck yeah," he yelled, not caring if anyone could hear them. He hoped that Celia was enjoying it as much as he, he had a pretty good sized cock, and most girls enjoyed it. He kept going, as quickly as possible, getting deeper and deeper, it felt amazing. "It's big yeah?" He asked, wanting her to agree with him. "You're so fucking tight," he mumbled as an orgasm washed over him.
