She answered his words and his passion with a wicked grin of her own. She grabbed his arms and pinned them above his head, leaning in to hungrily kiss him. Feeling very much like the predator who is about to devour her long stalked pray.<br/><br/>She wrapped her longs legs around him, straddling his waist and slowly and deliberately she lowered herself onto his hard waiting member. As his hard sex filled her up completely she threw back her head letting out a long satisfied moan. Her mind could think of nothing else at the moment except sating the urgent hunger she felt inside of her.<br/><br/>Her wet sex gripped and quivered around Jackson's manhood as she rolled and rocked her hips moving him inside of her. Her pace quickened, her blood pounding hard in her veins, her mind and actions completely intent on climaxing. All thoughts and cares were abandoned as she sought her own sweet release, knowing that it would be but the first of many, for both her and her lover.<br/><br/>Now that she had Jackson she wasn't going to let him get away, not until they were both lying spent and exhausted.<br/><br/>She abandoned Jackson's arms as her hands moved to his chest, clawing at him in her mounting pleasure. With her head thrown back in the zeal of ecstasy, her white creamy breasts thrust invitingly forward, her breath came in short ragged pants punctuated with her frequent moans of delight.<br/><br/>She could feel herself ready to slip over the edge of passion, her hips moved in a frenzy against Jackson, her nails biting into his flesh, unrestrained by any self control leaving long ragged marks just about his heart, with a piercing moan her pleasure reach it's crescendo.<br/><br/>With her long piercing moan dying away she collapsed into Jackson chest and embrace quivering with satisfied desire, unable to do anything more for the moment than lay there soft against him, his member still inside of her.<br/><br/>Layla had always found she could escape all her cares and woes in the pursuit of pleasure, it brought her a sweet oblivion from all the heart ache she had ever known unlike anything else in life.<br/><br/>Even though much of the heartache Layla had suffered had happened during the course of sex, she didn't question why it also allowed her to escape them, why question something that brought such intense pleasure she reasoned, instead she revelled in it and actively hunted out her sweet oblivion.