Jean could not believe his good fortune as Calista seemed almost as eager as he was.  She knelt down and began removing his shorts.  He could only smile and lean back into his 'Captain's Chair'.  It was soon after this that he lost his breath as she pulled him into her mouth a bit greedily.  He could only sigh as his body settled into the very lovely sensations Calista inspired in him.  She was the artist with the canvas of his body... the alchemist over matter he was composed of... he was whatever she needed him to be.  He was starting to peak... his length fully furrowed.<br/><br/>Calista suddenly hiked up her sun dress as she climbed onto his lap.  She straddled him... the sensation of it all, her warmth, her wetness, her scent so close to him.  It was all overwelming and he was naked against her.  This silky tease of heaven riding just between thier bodies as each wept for the other.  Losing his breath, Jean had to relax, exhaling a few times to keep control over himself.  As she teasingly asked him if this was what he wanted, he couldnt help but reach up and pull both of the shoulder straps of her top open to let it fall over her shoulders and expose her lovely, pert bossom to him as well.  "<em>I want the whole thing, baby</em>," he sighed in French as he drew her closer.  His mouth claimed hers, his hands were busy claiming her bottom as he pulled her closer, enjoying the feel of her nuded body against his by now bared chest.<br/><br/>After several moments of cuddling to her body, his kisses deepening before overflowing to her jawline, neck, shoulder, and then her bossom.  His hands on her bottom enjoyed every curve of the backside of her body from the two tiny dimples gracing  just above the crack of her buttocks to the gentle slopes adjoining her bottom to the back of her upper thighs, each square inch of skin a pleasure to touch and see.  Over the next few minutes of thier passions, and time seemed almost meaningless to them it seemed, he slowly guided her closer and aligned her sex with his before finally shifting her up to slip her back down and settling himself warmly and comfortably into her womb.  Giving a trembling sigh, Jean could only hold onto Calista as he aclimated to the sweet sensation of her... the way suddenly stepping into warm water can be almost overwelming for a few moments.  Finally as he began to relax and settle into her, his hands began to help to support her weight as he began to seek the music of motion and sweet friction...