Soft Nubian flesh cuffed around my neck,
“What’s on your mind my King?” my ears tingled at the lax whisper of her warm breath.
“Memories… sweet memories.” I retorted reaching behind with my hands full of her voluptuous rear.
“How about we make more?” Kassidy posed licking the sensitive spot behind my ear; my knees buckled every time she did it, without a hitch. I turned taking hold of her hips, pulling Kassidy in breathing space. No words were needed, just action; our lips braced one another like long-awaited lovers.
Kassidy placed her hand on my lap and started stroking my growing member through my pants.
“My King is he aching for my mouth?” with my hand caressing the side of her tender cheek, I stared into her lustful diamond brown eyes.
“Of course, my Queen, he’s craved the warmth of your kiss since your tease on the drive up here. That truck driver half way up almost crashed at the sight of your performance.” I chuckled.
“Shhh….” she placed a finger over my lips. “Enough talk my King.”
Kassidy was right. The time for talk was over the moment we shut the door from the cold world. The time in the Cabin would be for us to make love, fuck, or whatever our sexual devils desired.