Charlette was having fun, maybe just too much fun. But this wasn't just about fun. She<i> needed</i>this.<i> Needed <u>it. </u>Needed <u>him</u>.</i>She felt the aching in her womanhood to feel his manhood. A rather excited, breathy giggle escaped from her lips as she felt his fingers teasingly brush the front of her panties, as she thought<i> yes.... oh yes! Please keep going...</i>though she didn't yet mutter those words. Her hands gripped the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off of him, over his head, tossing it to the side, and just as quickly, her lips met the skin of his chest, kissing down it, stopping just above his boxers.<br/><br/>That playful lusty look in her eyes had only grown more, as she gave a wink up to him, and a playful lick of her lips. Now there would be no stopping her... she was on a mission to total pleasure for the both of them. Her hand playfully brushed over the fabric of his boxers, not yet entering them, but she still managed to cop herself a feel of the powerful bulge ever-present there for her, as she gave his jewels a subtle but tight little squeeze.<br/><br/>Her lips came to his neck and his earlobes again, as again, she ever so eagerly licked, nipped, suckled, and kissed them. Then, just as a reassurance on her part, she whispered into his ear "...Are you sure you want this?"