Sarah stayed on her knees for a moment longer, breathing hard, her lips shiny and a few pearly drops of Stan's cum still clinging to her chin and the tops of her breasts. She looked up at him with those wide, innocent eyes, flushed and a little dazed, like she couldn't quite believe what she'd just done.
Stan gently pulled her to her feet and kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue.
She melted into him instantly, whimpering softly against his mouth as his hands roamed down her back and cupped her ass, pulling her closer. The lingering salty-musk taste on her tongue only made the kiss filthier and more intimate.
"Come here, baby," he murmured, voice low and rough.
He lifted her effortlessly and laid her down on the bed, settling between her legs.
Sarah's heart was racing visibly in her chest as he slowly peeled off the rest of her clothes, revealing smooth, soft skin and pretty, perky breasts with stiff pink nipples.
She was trembling.
