Lorelei was loving the way that Nathaniel could make her feel. He brought every nerve ending in her body alive and she squirmed and pressed back against him. Small mewlings replaced the ability to speak and each long thrust of his cock into her drew a soft groan of pleasure from her lips. Nothing existed but the need to felt to have him moving inside of her or the pleasure each time she felt her clit throb under the phantom lips suckling at the needy bud. She could definatly get used to waking up this way!