Erotic Blog: Squriting 101 climaxed again he let go of my hips, and I could hear him unzipping his pants and then sit back down on the chair behind my feet. He put his hands on my hips, pulling me down onto him, guiding his hardness inside me.
"You're very bad, you know," he growled softly in my ear, nipping my earlobe and cupping each of my breasts in a hand.
"Yes," I whispered back, leaning my head forward so he could have free access to my neck. "I do know and I'm very sorry."
"No. You're not sorry at all."
"You're right," I gasped breathily, moving up and down on him. "I'm not sorry in the least. And you wouldn't want it any other way."