Reward From A Milf

MMPH.

I blinked in mild surprise, but I didn't pull back for a second. Releasing her hand, I wrapped my arms around her waist and smoothly pulled her out of her seat and onto my lap.

Sarah let out a soft, breathless gasp against my lips as she settled across my thighs. The initial, hesitant contact rapidly melted away, turning into a deep, fiery kiss. She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, her fingers tangling into my dark hair as she poured years of unexpressed warmth, relief, and hidden desire into the kiss.

I held her tightly against my chest, deepening the kiss as our tongues met. My right hand slid up her back, feeling the smooth fabric of her tailored manager's blazer before settling against the soft curve of her waist.