In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation. Her name was Veronica, and he could feel the heat radiating from her as she stood before him, clad in nothing but a thin lace teddy that barely covered her breasts. Her nipples were hard points poking through the material, begging to be touched.
He took slow steps towards her, his eyes never leaving hers. As he reached out to trace a finger along her neckline, she shivered ever so slightly under his touch. He could smell her arousal, a sweet, musky scent that filled him with desire.
She moved closer to him, her hands running up his bare chest, the roughness of his skin contrasting against her smooth skin. They stood there for what felt like an eternity, simply touching each other, their breaths shallow and ragged. He could feel his cock stirring beneath his jeans, its hard length straining against the fabric.
"Take off your clothes," she whispered in a husky voice. "I want to see you."
He looked at her for a moment, before nodding and beginning to undress. As each piece of clothing fell away, his cock sprang free, standing proud and erect. Her eyes widened as she took in the sight of him; long and thick, veins bulging from the engorged flesh.
She stepped closer, her hands reaching out to wrap around his shaft. She began to stroke him, her touch firm yet gentle. He let out a low groan as she continued, each movement bringing him closer and closer to release.
"Let me taste you," she said, her voice filled with desire. "I want to feel your cock in my mouth."
Without waiting for his response, she dropped to her knees, taking him into her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming; the warm, wetness of her mouth enveloping him, her tongue tracing the length of his shaft. She bobbed her head up and down, sucking hard as she worked to pleasure him.
Meanwhile, he reached out to cup one of her breasts, squeezing it gently before sliding his hand between her legs. He could feel the dampness there, her arousal coating his fingers as he spread her lips apart. His fingers found her entrance, and he pushed them inside, feeling the tightness of her pussy as it gripped him.
As they continued to pleasure each other, their moans and gasps filled the room. He could feel the tension building within him, his cock throbbing in her mouth. She must have sensed it too, for she began to increase her pace, sucking harder on him as her fingers delved deeper inside her own pussy.
It was only a matter of seconds before he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. With a low growl, he pulled out of her mouth and thrust into her, his cock sliding easily between the slick folds of her pussy. She cried out in pleasure as he began to fuck her, each stroke sending waves of ecstasy coursing through both their bodies.
Their movements became more urgent, their moans louder and more frantic. He could feel the tightness of her pussy as it clenched around his cock, milking him for every last drop of pleasure. As he continued to thrust into her, she reached down between her legs, rubbing herself feverishly until she too was on the brink of release.
Finally, they could take no more. He felt her pussy contract around his cock one final time before the sensation washed over him, a wave of pure bliss as he filled her with his cum. She collapsed against him, their bodies intertwined in a tangled mess of limbs and sweat.
As they lay there, panting and sweaty, they looked into each other's eyes, both knowing that this was just the beginning of an evening filled with desire and passion. The art of foreplay had been masterfully explored, leaving them both tempted by the senses and eager for more.