He felt her fingers claw into his ass. Ah, it was a wondrous feeling. He loved it when a woman did that. He increased the intensity of his thrusts, his butt flexing with the exertion. He continued to kiss and lick her legs, which he noticed were quite sexy. He kissed the ample flesh of her calf, drowning his mouth in the joys of her beautiful pale smooth skin.<br/><br/>He kept one hand on the bed to balance himself, and pushed further into her. His firm chest pushed against the underside of her thigh, really flexing her body. His face moved closer to her face. He lightly held her neck, wrapping his fingers around it, and with his tongue he licked her lips, teasing her as he pumped hard into her. The eagerness of Sophia's response to his touch was turning him on. This was why sometimes he loved his job. He had the opportunity to make love to beautiful women who had long forgotten how it was too feel alive. To be touched. To feel beautiful.<br/><br/>He ran his fingers over her flat stomach running his fingers over her belly button, moving them in a circular motion. His other hand roved over her breasts, touching, caressing and teasing. He cupped her breasts in his palms one by one, kneading her already erect nipples. He then ran his hands up and down her legs in a slow deliberate motion, all the while continuing to thrust into her with a ferocious intensity. He kept his eyes fixed on her, catching her eye as he pumped into her. He made the lust he felt for her apparent, as though all he wanted to do was possess her.<br/><br/>He felt his penis gripped by the slick wetness of her pussy. He occasionally looked up closing his eyes, enjoying the moment himself, before he looked down at her and pumped into her with and increased urgency.