He moaned as she slid atop him, her soft body caressing his own.  As his erection lay nestled by her tender nether lips, he gasped, and tried not to move, not wanting to simply press it in and be done with it.  This creature atop him was so exotic, so tender, that she demanded his every attention, his every pressing desire...and he was happy to give it.  The cool air of the room rushed to meet his chest as she pulled his costume free, and he grinned, sliding his mask free, his dark eyes meeting her own.<br/><br/>"Then begin with this..." he said, and pulled her lips to his own, his fingers sliding through her hair as he brought her closer to kiss him.  He wanted her to taste her juices on his lips and his tongue, as he had tasted them, and as their lips met, he felt the spark of passion ignite within him even further.  His hardness throbbed again, threatening to fill her if she moved but an inch.  He moaned into the kiss, his other hand sliding down her back to squeeze the gentle round softness of her backside.<br/><br/>