Rex led Diana to the couch, his big hand resting possessively on the small of her back. As he led her to sit next to him, she could feel the rough warmth of his palm burning her bare skin.
The soft cushions wrapped around her naked body, and the cool leather felt very different from the hot flesh on her body.
When Rex sat down, he turned to face her and stared at her breasts, which were rising and falling. Diana's heart raced as she watched him drink in the sight of her curves.
His eyes darkened with desire. She knew he would touch her and take what was his, and the thought of it made her squirm with need.
Rex reached out and put his big hand around her heavy breast. His fingers sank into her soft skin, kneading and teasing her nipple until it stood up under his touch.
"Ahhhnn... mpphhh..." Diana gasped, and her back bent slightly as waves of pleasure ran through her.
Rex's fingers were like magic, lighting a fire inside her that almost burned her up. "Nhhhnnn... ohhhh..."
