Kryner was oh so happy feeling her lapping at his face with her tongue and his own wrestling. His hands moving through her soft silky hair, down her smooth body to cradle her hips and pull down at her pants with a tug. Feeling her fiddle with his pants, Kryner grew more and more anxious with anticipation while they got each other down to their skivvies. Tent pitched, panties damp, the two were clearly excited to get under the covers and get busy.<br/><br/>Picking her up again, Kryner laid her on his chest with his bulge pressing to her stomach and baby bump. The two slowly rolling around on the bed where he was on top with one elbow resting beside her to keep himself propped up, the other massaging her tender bosom. "Why don't you guide me in love..." Kryner whispered in her ear while they laid together softly kissing each other in the heat and steam of the moment.