Rachael murmured her pleasure as Dave’s head tilted towards hers.  She pressed her lips against his in a steamy kiss, her tongue lightly tracing across his bottom lip.  Maybe she’d get lucky tonight and Dave would actually fuck her… normally  all he was interested in was a handjob or a blowjob.  He usually didn’t mind going down on her either – thank goodness for that.   But what she liked most, what she craved most of all, was a good, hard, passionate fuck.  And more often than not, Dave held out on her, leaving poor Rachael to grow more and more frustrated.<br/><br/>“I can certainly show you,” she told him, slithering down his body and moving her hands towards his belt buckle, and looking up at him, her eyes dark with desire.<br/>