Peter instantly missed her hand on him as she slithered off the bed and stood before him. She was certainly very beautiful and he bobbed his head at her words. Her hand on his chin made him look up at her and he slowly rose to stand with her. "Well...it started with a kiss." He murmurs, before leaning forward to press his against hers. His lips parted and his tongue tentatively pushed out and slightly into her mouth, his eyes closed.<br/><br/>His hands slide to rest on her hips, his undone pants falling down to his ankles, his erection straining against his boxers. But he ignored the odd half-dressed feeling and slid his hands over her hips to grab her pert ass. He thought it was a great size and gave it a nice firm squeeze.