12 comments/ 197787 views/ 67 favorites Megan - Freeing the Fox By: Megan - Freeing the Fox "Well everyone's been looking at you, so not had much for me to do," he said with a smile, unable to stop it, hoping it didn't look too cheesy or anything. "Mm well I'll give you something to do," she purred, giving a little arch of her eyebrow and a little pout. He couldn't believe he'd seen it, or was looking far too hard for signs she might like him beyond a mere curiosity, and put it down to that, not daring to hope anything else. "Oh yeah, and what's that?" he asked, hoping he sounded nonchalant, though pretty sure he failed as he saw her smirk. "A coffee, two sugars," she said with a smile, knowing how she was teasing him. "How do you take it?" he said with cheeky grin, raising his notepad to jot it down, lest he forget it amongst all the other orders. "Hot, and fast," she purred, biting her lip sexily, enough to make his cock definitely swell in his jeans. "Don't worry I don't waste time, will get you sorted out very soon," he said, feeling his heart thumping in his chest at the tension between them, hoping a remark didn't go too far and upset her. "I should hope not, I'm ready and waiting," Megan murmured quite saucily. "So, you want milk, or you prefer something hot and black inside you?" he asked, trying not to shakily let out the end of that breath, clenching his teeth in worry, hoping she'd respond the right way. "No thanks, I've tried that before, I like a bit of the white stuff," she replied, unphased by his comment and positively loving the dirty little innuendos littering the conversation. "Good. Well it might take a few, I'm kinda busy right now, just when everyone else is not," he said with a slight laugh. "Maybe I should ask one of them then," she teased, stepping past him towards her dressing room. "Don't worry, I've got you, you'll be putting those lips to use soon enough," he said quite boldly, gesturing towards her lovely pout. "I hope so, you know where to find me," she mused with a light, foxy smile, giving him the eyes as she sashayed away towards her dressing room, and he couldn't help but think she was shaking her ass a little as she did so, before he finally got to work to go and make the drinks so he wasn't moaned at too much. He made all the drinks, including another one for himself, and then set off with the loaded tray to make his way round and deliver all of them, gritting his teeth every time one of them thought themselves too high and mighty to even offer a little thanks. He was finally down to just his mug and Megan's left on the tray, which shook a little in his hands as he walked to her dressing room, noticing a couple of people cast him a glance, but then notice the tray and ignore him once more. Firmly holding it one-handed, he tapped on the door and waited, not quite sure what to expect. "Come in," was all he heard, so did as asked and went in, finding Megan sitting in her outfit, being tended to her by make-up artist once more. "Your coffee Miss Fox," he said politely, not wanting to give the wrong kind of image in front of other people. "Thank you," she said with a pretty smile as he walked forward and offered the tray to her, where she carefully took her hot coffee, taking a sip. She deliberately made him wait, letting the taste spread over her tongue as she swallowed, closing her eyes, then breaking into another smile. "Delicious, just the way I like it," she purred, looking him straight in the eyes with her enchanting gaze, making his heart surge anxiously as she looked deep into him. "Glad I could oblige," he said, taking his own tea and having a good sip, hoping it might calm him a little. "Well if I need anything I know who to ask now, as you'll come when you're needed and go fast when you have to," she said sexily, taking another sip whilst holding his gaze, making him practically choke on his tea. He just about managed to keep his composure as she let out a breathy, overtly sexy sigh as she lowered the mug, shivering a little as the blended warmth spread through her. "Well, anything you need Miss Fox, just ask," he said, stepping back to the door. "Oh I hope so," she almost whispered as he backed out and carefully closed the door behind him, hardly letting himself believe he'd just heard her say it. The next few minutes passed relatively uneventfully, with everyone drinking their drinks and doing their own thing, giving him a chance to drink his own tea before he was set to work again, pounding round the set for every little thing. Collecting this, finding that, asking so-and-so for this, on and on, breaking a decent sweat. He somehow managed to get it all right as his mind lingered on Megan, the gorgeous babe just feet away in her dressing room done up as a male fantasy. He figured the break was over as Megan emerged from her dressing room once more, much the same as when she went in, glasses in hand, and curiously her coffee mug in the other. She immediately looked round and set her eyes on him, waving her glasses to beckon him to her, which he swiftly did, not just because of the little bit of flirting between them, but because he didn't want to be seen as not doing his job. Walking over to her, carrying the tray of mugs he'd been collecting up, he eyed her carefully for any sign of her thoughts, though he thought her smug smile was a good indication she was enjoying the power she had over him. Holding up her mug, he presented the tray for her to set it down on. "Thank you," she said with a wider smile. "No problem, did you enjoy the coffee?" he asked politely, wanting to talk to her further but also knowing he couldn't delay her from rejoining the shoot lest the director get annoyed at him. "It was very nice thank you, went down nice and smooth," she said, flicking an eyebrow just a little. "Glad to hear it, if only everything else was so easy huh?" he said, casting a quick glance to where the photographers made their final preparations. "Some things are," Megan purred, looking sexily sideways at him from the corners of her eyes with an arch of her neat eyebrow, giving a little smile as she raised her thick framed glasses to just saucily bite on the end of one earpiece. Without another word she sashayed off, deliberately slowly, wiggling her hips and gorgeous ass perfectly, knowing full well he was watching her pert bum, as well as her legs in their seamed black stockings and high heels as they disappeared up under her tight pencil skirt. Managing to make his legs work, he headed back to the little kitchen area to clean the mugs away, washing them up in record time as he strived to get back onto the set where he could watch Megan on her photo shoot. Making it back a few minutes later, he found himself lucky enough not to be accosted by any tasks and immediately set his eyes on Miss Fox, who already had stripped off her jacket and had her linen shirt undone up the middle, exposing a teasing hint of the sexy black bra she was wearing, as well as her perfectly toned tummy. His eyes were just locked on it, as perfect and tight as it had been when she'd arched so memorably in Transformers over the engine bay of the Camaro, taking in every curve and detail he could. Glancing up he saw her eyes locked on him once more, having sought him out in the people off set beyond the lights and cameras that stole images of her stunning body, her eyes immediately locked on his own as she posed. He had no idea how she managed to pick him out, or quite why she did either, but he loved it, the way her eyes just seemed to hint at having a little fun when he was sure they didn't. Holding her gaze steadily, as instructed Megan shrugged her shoulders back and peeled the shirt down her shoulders, pausing for photos, glancing momentarily to the cameras and then back to him with a sly smile as she slid it down and off her arms, letting it flutter to the floor by the desk she was leaning on, arching her back and shaking her hair out as she fully showed off her gorgeous body, her ripe breasts firm and ample, supported and imprisoned by the sexy black bra, a mixture of lace and sheer nylon wrapped snugly round and under her boobs. All this above her sculpted tummy made for a fantastic sight, especially given she was still in her sexy pinstripe skirt, stockings and heels, with her long, dark mane of luxurious hair hanging down around her pretty features, all while still wearing those glasses. Frankly it made her look far more like a naughty schoolteacher at that point, but did it really matter? He realised his heart was pumping pretty fast in anticipation, but knew it was just because he was a red blooded male, which was exactly the point of these kind of photos being put in magazines. It was unrealistic to think she had any kind of interest in him, she was just teasing him with a bit of flirting, probably just to get amusement from his reaction, which he was sure she'd be observing carefully. Megan continued her work posing, doing a few shots on or around the desk, before getting back to saucily stripping, getting to something he'd been hoping he'd get to see. Reaching back, her slender fingers found the zip on the back of the sultry black pinstriped skirt, where Megan posed agonisingly to peek sexily back over her shoulder at the cameras with a naughty smile, before finally starting to slide it down, the skirt opening just enough to reveal her matching underwear, which made him inhale sharply enough that he was worried she may hear him herself. Practically peeling the skirt down it was so tight, Megan wiggled her hips just perfectly, swaying her gorgeous ass side to side as it came into view, revealing that the waistband of the matching lingerie was a sexy black thong and a garter belt. It matched in that it was a mixture lace and sheer material, the lacy waistband soon giving way to a little material that didn't hide her skin before it disappeared between her firm, tight bum. Her garter belt was wrapped snugly round her hips, reaching down into her skirt, which still lingered at her thighs as she was photographed, once again looking back towards him, a glint in her eye as she did, his heart giving a surge even though it was already pounding. Pushing the skirt south, she bent forwards as she revealed the tops of the stockings, the black lacy elastic close round her thighs, held up by the lovely garter belt. Letting the skirt go allowed it to puddle at her feet, where she kicked it aside with her high heel, cameras clicking constantly as they photographed everything possible. Megan slowly turned around, pouting and posing for the cameras, positively loving the attention of it all, and looking absolutely stunning, so tall and slender. His eyes couldn't help but stay fixed on her, following from her tall black heels, up her gorgeous legs in their black stockings, past the lacy tops to the stark contrast of her lightly tanned skin of her thighs, which led up to frame the sweet curve of her pussy, barely covered by the sexy knickers. The design was tantalizingly teasing, a mixture of sheer and embroidered lace to hide her femininity, though it couldn't quite conceal her neat landing strip of dark hair, which he could barely tear his eyes from to scan up, over her garter belt, up over her incredible tummy, which he was just dying to run his tongue over, up to her pert, firm breasts, pushed up and threatening to spill out of the erotic bra. They jiggled softly, invitingly, as she shifted and struck another pose, tempting him to look up and take in her beauty, her full pouting lips, perfect features, suggestive eyes, combined with the sexy glasses, all perfectly done up with make-up to make her suit the name of Fox. The shoot became more provocative with Megan down to just her underwear, turning to lean on the desk and then arch her back, pushing her ass out, showing off just how firm and tight it was, plenty to grasp and squeeze and spank, but toned and firm, just begging to be stroked. Turning back, Megan pulled herself up onto the desk as she was directed, sexily crossing her legs, acting as if she were interested in something else and that her saucy lingerie was of little concern. Sliding back off the desk, she did a few more shots around it, before coming back into full view and making a spectacle of kicking her high heels off towards the cameras, which he was sure would make for some great photographs in the magazine with a quote next to them. With them gone, she turned and raised her leg onto the desk, stretching forward to touch her toes, before sliding her hand sensually back up her leg to the garters, looking slowly over to him and biting her full bottom lip as she unsnapped the first one, giving a little twitch as she did, doing the same for the next as the director enthused over her performance. "Goddamn, there are times when I don't mind working twenty hour days for this kinda shit," someone murmured next to him, another general lackey with a little more importance than himself, not much better paid either. He didn't reply, far too enthralled by Megan's raunchy striptease that she was delivering in a less than professional way. It was no standard photo shoot where she gradually removed her clothing, she was playing up to the cameras and it seemed to him as well, watching and eyeing him as he ogled her peeling her sexy outfit off. Giving an arch and shake of her dark, luxurious hair, Megan leaned forward and took hold of the toes of her stocking and then pulled it off in one smooth motion, the silky black nylon gliding off her smoothly waxed leg, where she threw it aside before standing down before the desk. "That's it Megan, you're on fire baby," the director praised, pointing and guiding photographers and lighting technicians to do this or that as the gorgeous young actress reached down and casually unclipped the other garters, then bent her foot up behind her and pulled the stocking off that way, once more sliding off her perfectly smooth limb. Standing down, her loose garters swung as she turned to face the cameras fully, lifting up her black stocking and pulling it tight between both her hands, before she aggressively bit down on it, giving a little growl as she looked sexily into the cameras, showing how fierce she could be in the bedroom as the director once again started praising her initiative. He didn't notice though, since he was far too busy looking at Megan herself, taking in her body for the thousandth time, the bulge of her pussy in her saucy little thong, her perfect tummy, full breasts and gorgeous face, as well as her incredible ass when she turned enough to give him a peek. Megan threw the stocking toward the camera, another good action shot to slide into whatever magazine this shoot would boost the sales of, then swiftly undid her garter belt and threw it down, leaving her in just her little thong and bra, which left very little to the imagination, but still far too much it seemed. Pulling the front of her little knickers down a bit, Megan gave them a view of the cute little tattoo near her pussy, teasingly close to showing off the goods. Turning round, he couldn't hold in a deep sigh of desire as he saw her peachy rear again, just wishing he could cop a feel of it as he kissed her, and give it a good firm smack. Leaning over again, Megan went for a money shot, bending right over and wiggling her booty sexily, making even the director pause to stare, the sweet bulge of her pussy beautifully displayed, just barely concealed by the tiny underwear, a perfect shot to end a great shoot. Standing back up, she finally took off the glasses, as if she were another person in them, casually dropping them onto the desk, a last few photos taken before the director called a wrap on the set. "Fantastic Megan, great set today, just perfect," the director said enthusiastically, praising her modelling as a few sporadic claps arose from members of the technical team and photographers. "Thanks, all in a days work," she joked, stepping away from the desk and giving a light stretch, not hankering for a robe or anything else to cover herself, completely comfortable in her sexy underwear. "A very good days work today, gonna be a big seller this," one of the photographers murmured, starting to pack up his equipment. Megan didn't reply, simply smiling and then turning to walk towards her dressing room on her high heels, which clicked delightfully on the floor as she sashayed off the set. Catching sight of him a little further away, she slowed until she caught his eye, letting his wander over her a moment, then beckoned him to her. He swiftly walked across to her, trying not to be too hasty about it, though it was fairly obvious he was eager to get to her in just her bra and thong, the electricity building in the air once more as he approached her. "How can I help you?" he asked politely, knowing he could talk to her a little more casually but still making sure he did his job, though it was difficult when the smoking actress was clad in so very little just in front of him. "I need a little help...in my dressing room," she purred, her voice low but husky. "Um...no problem," he murmured, taken aback, not quite sure what to expect from her words, since he couldn't imagine it was anything near what he'd dare to fantasize about. "Perhaps you could join me for...coffee," she whispered, lowering her head, flicking her eyes up to peer sexily up at him from beneath her slender eyebrows. "No problem Miss Fox, I can help you out," he said, making her break into a smile. "Good boy," she whispered sexily, noting how he couldn't keep his eyes to himself, looking down her stunning form, over her sexy, almost sheer lacy lingerie, knowing he could see the dark areas of her nipples and hint of her neatly shaven landing strip beneath her thong. Turning away from him, she continued on her way to her dressing room as he followed, able to feel his gaze on her firm ass, the tiny thong not doing much to conceal her, showing off her peachy rear just perfectly, especially as she walked. His eyes took in every inch of her, her intricate tattoos and gorgeous body, firm ass and tapered waist. Swaying her hips a little, she took the few steps to her dressing room and opened the door, sauntering in and standing aside to invite him in, glancing back out to see a couple of people looking their way, to which she flicked her eyebrows quickly and then shut the door behind him, bolting it immediately. He turned back to see what was going on when Megan launched herself at him, throwing her arms round his neck and kissing him hard, fighting past his initial shock to bury her tongue in his mouth, which he quickly responded to, his tongue entwining wetly with hers, feeling Megan's hot tongue curl back behind his front teeth. "Oh god I've wanted you since I first got here," she gasped through their intense, hurried kisses, her full lips feeling great against his as they snogged, tongues battling momentarily between gasps and breaths. She pulled tighter to him as his hands slid up her back, holding her to him as they embraced, allowing her hands to slide down to his chest, nimbly starting at the buttons on his shirt to quickly undo them. "Same here, but I never thought you'd...well..." he breathed heavily, his hands sliding up and down her gorgeously smooth back, fingers sliding beneath the strap of her bra and down to the waistband of her little black knickers. "This is your lucky day then," she murmured, pulling his shirt back off his shoulders, making him momentarily release her fantastic body so she could remove it, which she swiftly did, yanking it off his arms to the floor, which immediately closed round her once more. "Very lucky," he mumbled, his hands once again sliding over her, bolder this time with his caresses, both his hands sliding right down onto her firm ass, where when he heard no protest, he gave a good firm squeeze of her ripe cheeks, making her murmur through their enduring kisses. There was no more talk as her hands dropped to work on his jeans, getting the belt undone and going for the button as his hand slid up to her bra strap, where his fingers deftly hooked under and then pinched the clasp, slipping the hooks apart and letting go to undo her bra strap, allowing it to fall loose on her chest and let her full, ample breasts break free, not that they dropped much given how young and pert she was. His hands slid round to her front, Megan leaning back a little to let him access her, immediately giving her generous breasts a good squeeze through the loose bra before he grabbed it and pulled it down her arms, where she paused a moment to let it fall off to the floor and reveal her lovely boobs. Megan - Freeing the Fox Just pausing a minute to let him take her in, Megan studied him and his features, seeing a mix of rugged handsomeness and cute innocence in him, though she wasn't sure what it was that made her think so, and his hands suggested otherwise. Going back to work, her dainty hands brushed over the bulge of his rapidly stiffening erection as she released the button and then pulled his zip down easily, exposing his bulging boxers. His hands meanwhile where busy cupping and squeezing at her chest, holding and massaging her perfect breasts, using his fingertips to coax her already firm nipples completely hard, pressing into the palms of his hands as he groped her once more. Keeping one hand on her rack, he used his other to slide down the curve of her back to her ass, delivering a good squeeze and then, after a little further increase in his heart rate, a sharp, swift spank. Megan gave a gasp, biting his bottom lip lustily and thrusting her hand into the front of his jeans, wrapping her soft hand round his cock through his shorts, just squeezing him a moment before starting to stroke him, making him shiver in anticipation as she satisfying warmth of her ministrations spread through him. His hand stroked over her hot ass once more, his fingertips dragging lazily up the crack of her bum before he hooked them in the waistband of the little, but expensive, thong. Taking hold of the pricey knickers, he pulled them down, sliding them over her peachy rear and down onto her thighs, the front of them peeling from her neatly kept pussy to reveal her puffy pout and neat landing strip of dark hair. She pulled her legs together a little to help him dispatch the thong to her knees, where it slid easily down by itself to lay over her high heels, leaving her practically naked save her smile. They engaged in another particularly passionate kiss, sucking and biting at each others tongues playfully, Megan pulling at his bottom lip as he licked teasingly at her upper one, just letting all the sensations mingle as she continued to stroke him, using her other hand to push his jeans down to his thighs and make him easier to access. His hand slid round from her firm ass, though one remained, and found its way between them to her exposed crotch, sliding over her hip straight to her puffy pussy, his fingertips gliding through her neat strip of pubic hair and down to her wet slit, his middle finger sliding down between her vulva, the insides of his knuckles bumping over her stiff clit, making her tense up and shiver with a ragged breath of restrained pleasure. Breaking the kiss, Megan kissed hard and fast down his chest, which was reasonably buff since he'd been trying to work out, trying to keep motivated at it. This was something that'd do it, and it made him glad he'd managed what he had as she kissed and licked down, sinking to her knees before him, grabbing his boxers and pulling them quickly down to reveal his erection which sprung back up, inviting her attentions. Grasping it again, she started to stroke him, harder and faster this time, as she used her other hand to pull her lacy thong off over her high heels and toss it aside with the expensive bra. Her hand worked swiftly at him as she looked up foxily from beneath her eyebrows, her spare hand moving downward to quickly rub at her pussy, making him breathe heavily in arousal as he saw her so blatantly pleasure herself as she tugged him off. Megan continued to rub at herself as she gave some long squeezing strokes to his cock, base to tip, giving a few more quick strokes to him before she slid her hand to the base and held him still so she could lean forward, breathing hotly all over his bulbous purple head, looking up to him with a naughty smile, knowing just how she was teasing him, feeling him thrust towards her in a vain attempt to get his cock into her waiting mouth. Giving a slow, powerful pull up his cock, she squeezed the blood to the tip of his penis, holding him as she then let her tongue flick out to touch the end of him, just doing it a few times, hearing him groan, in anticipation as much as pleasure. Megan ran her tongue over his firm head, relaxing her grip and stroking him again before she leaned forward and got on with it, planting a kiss on the end of his hardon with her full, plump lips, which she then slid straight forward over his head and onto his cock, taking the first few inches of him into her hot, wet mouth, hearing him groan and shudder with pleasure as she did. She wasted no time in starting to suck, not too hard, just right to please him as she started bobbing, squeezing and stroking the base of his thick shaft as she fellated him. Building up speed quickly, Megan's tongue worked double time, flicking and wrapping round his cock, swirling wetly over the head, the tip tracing every contour of his manhood as she sucked him off, bobbing her head energetically, her glossy hair shaking around as it cascaded down over her shoulders. She slowed to match her hand with her head, bobbing up and down in duality, making him groan and push towards her as waves of pleasure ran through him. Megan shifted a little, settling on her knees as she withdrew her hand from her slippery pussy, giving a last quick rub to her stiff clit before she reached up, removing her other hand from his shaft as she took hold of his hips, hanging back to saucily kiss the tip of his cock again, looking up at him sweetly as she licked the underside of his rock hard erection before taking it into her mouth again. Megan sucked harder than she had, and worked faster, plunging down to take more of his cock now, over half, bumping the back of her throat as she gripped his hips, jamming her mouth down on him as she wetly sucked him off, swirling and tonguing at him whorishly as she slurped at his cock. He couldn't resist any longer and let his hands move to her head, where she made no effort to stop him, making him bolder in sliding his fingers into her dark, luxurious hair, taking a firm grip on her head as she pumped her mouth up and down on his hardon, feeling her clit throb with need, her nipples hard and needing a good sucking, and a set of teeth wouldn't hurt them either. Pushing down harder, she took a bit more of his cock as she sucked harder, drooling over his prick as she sucked busily, hearing him groan as he pulled her onto him more, helping her own motions, her fingers tightening her grip on him, sliding round to grab his ass a bit as he pushed into her mouth. Her full lips felt fantastic sealed around his cock as she moved up and down, her skilful tongue indicating she'd given plenty of head in her time, which he was grateful for as her succulent mouth went quickly up and down him, right into the start of her throat without a hint of gag. Wanting to see how good she was, he grasped her head tighter and took control, picking up the pace a bit and then pushing deeper, which she coped with easily. He started pumping deeply, pushing right into her throat, going all the way and pulling her down till her nose pressed against him, feeling her a little surprised by the suddenness of it but able to cope, holding back an initial gag and staying calm, simply sucking harder and continuing to assault him with her tongue as he pulled back and then did it again. It felt fantastic to drive all the way into Megan's throat, loving how she took it so perfectly, knowing exactly what she was doing as his balls pressed to her chin, her full lips pouting round his engorged shaft as he pumped it in and out, building up the speed again. Even that didn't trip her up, and she just let him give her a proper throatjob, pumping her head up and down almost as if he were bouncing a basketball, opening her eyes to look foxily up at him from under her arched eyebrows, giving a look that begged him to do more with her than her mouth could offer. He continued to drive his cock into her willing throat, which bulged at the intrusion, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked them in onto the sides of his cock, showing off her fantastic angles and beauty as she did, eyes closing once more. A little sensation from his balls up to the tip of his cock told him that if he just let Megan keep sucking his cock he wouldn't last very long, since she was an absolutely expert cocksucker, positioning her tongue with precision accuracy to pleasure him. Not wanting to finish in her mouth, and with Megan dripping wet and begging for attention, he gave a few final plunges into her throat, holding her right down for a moment, just letting her work her tongue on his cock, before pulling her back off him suddenly, making her give a deep gasp for air, saliva running down her chin, which she swiftly reached up to wipe away with the back of her hand. Grasping her shoulders, he drew the gorgeous actress to her feet and kissed her passionately, her now-proven tongue entwining with his own, sliding and pushing at his as they snogged, his hands sliding round her smooth back and down to her firm, toned ass, grasping the cheeks as her own soft hands slid round to hold onto his strong back. He turned her round as they kissed, pushing her back against her dresser, his rock hard cock pressing into her flat stomach. They both had exactly the same idea in mind it seemed, with Megan putting her arms up round his neck as he reached under her pert rear to lift her up, where she promptly wrapped her gorgeous long legs around his waist, holding him tight as he put her on the edge of the dresser. "Oh god don't keep me waiting," she gasped, practically begging she was so turned on as he reached down to grasp his rock hard cock, still moist from her sucking, pressing it down towards her juicy snatch. "I'm coming," he breathed with a smile, teasing her about her need, something she'd never made any particular secret of. "Already, I'm that good am I?" she goaded, smirking until he kissed her hard, feeling her respond as he pressed into her slick pussy, pushing for just a moment till he felt her give way and let him in, feeling her muscles hug every inch of his cock as he slipped into her, snug and tight but not holding him back, letting him push all the way to the hilt in her hot pussy as they both gave a groan of slight release at finally getting together. Holding still just a moment to bask in the sensations, they both took a few good breaths before Megan cheekily leaned forward and bit his shoulder, not too hard, but enough to spur him into action, grabbing her tightly and pulling her towards him, drawing back and thrusting up into her hard, hard enough to lift her ass off the desk a little, making her grunt deeply, her legs weakening a little before she wrapped them around him tightly once more. She used them to help pull him deeply into her as he started to thrust in earnest, kissing her neck, running his tongue down the taut skin as he pumped up into her, giving her every possible millimetre of his cock. His hands slid down her gorgeously smooth back to just above her ass, pulling her hips down and towards him on the edge of the dresser as he fucked her, Megan nuzzling in for a series of quick, hot kisses. "Oh god I've wanted you since I met you this morning, just knew you'd fuck me so good," she gasped, giving a growl as he powered into her with a strong, slow thrust. "I'll do my best, but why me, I'm just...nobody," he murmured through their kissing, just focussing on fucking her, the squeeze of her tight pussy on his aching cock, which he didn't think had ever been so hard, something he hoped Miss Fox appreciated. She certainly seemed to as she rolled her hips and clung tightly to him, breathing heavily. "Maybe, but you're the one that gets to fuck me. There's plenty of other guys out there that'd love to give it to me, I can tell by the way they look at me, but you're the one who's got me, so you can't be that much of a nobody," she breathed, smirking as she pulled on his bottom lip with her teeth. "And I'm not gonna let you down," he growled, squeezing her tighter and pumping her particularly hard, making her almost choke out the breath she had, giving a deep, soulful moan as he picked up the pace, squeezing the top of her ass as he thumped in between her legs, feeling her pelvic muscles sucking his cock in as she helped slam him into her with her powerful thighs. Megan leaned back from him, hanging back on his neck, which he quickly followed up by sliding his hands up to the small of her sexy back, which she took advantage swiftly, letting go and leaning back, letting him hold her up. Arching back tightly, she pushed her full chest out, presenting her perky breasts with their hard, screwed up nipples, glistening with sweat, a droplet sliding down over her lightly tanned skin, sliding just over her crinkled aureole as they bounced gorgeously before him, jiggling firmly as they screwed on the edge of her dresser. They fucked hard, unable to hold back a wave of passion, kissing and biting insatiably as their hands roamed and squeezed, not wanting to let go. Holding her tightly he picked her up, making her squeal and giggle as he spun her round and almost slammed her against the wall, her ripe body bouncing delightfully as he did, Megan smiling wide as he let her slip back down on his cock, her thighs reaffirming their grip on his hips as he started to thrust again, their bodies rocking sweatily against the wall, Megan smiling as she panted, reaching up to swipe some hair back from her glistening face. She let out a loud, sharp gasp with each thrust he pumped up into her, her smooth back jarring up the wall with each one, her sweat letting her slide just right, her thighs squeezing harder as she felt a little surge of pleasure inside her, her body buzzing with the stimulation and excitement, sighing wistfully as she sank back down onto the good sized cock buried in her wet pussy. There were no words exchanged, there just didn't need to be, the only sounds their gasps and grunts as they fucked busily, Megan draping her arms saucily round his neck as they did, loving how he jammed her into the wall, how he pumped between her legs, his hands grabbing her ass as he supported he, just as he loved feeling her weight, her hot, powerful thighs around him, her juicy snatch squeezing at his hardon, the way her long hair tickled his face as it hung down around them. His fingers sunk into the soft flesh of her gorgeous ass, making her moan in pleasure at being almost forcefully taken, something she did enjoy, a little bit of the rough stuff, spurring him to thrust harder, and deeper, than he had since he got her against the wall, driving right to the hilt in her, his bulbous head practically barging her cervix open. His hands couldn't release her to do anything else for her, so Megan took matters into her own hands, releasing him to reach up and cup her firm breasts, squeezing them fully, quite hard, her fingers pressing into the inviting skin, pulling back to let her fingers play with her nipples, deliberately showing off to tease him, since his eyes were now locked on her chest, managing to keep up the thrusts that made it bounce however. Megan grinned as she tweaked and pulled at her stiff, dark nipples, moaning showily as she did it, feeling his cock surge to a new granite hardness inside of her, making her wiggle her hips a little as best she could to enjoy it, pinching and pulling at her hard little peaks before letting her hand slip south, slowly down over her toned stomach to where their sweaty bodies joined, just letting her fingertips and nails graze at his body as she sought out her stiff clit through the neat landing strip she kept. An abrupt moan and tensing indicated she had, and even she wasn't ready for the intensity of the quivering sensation it induced, her fingers pausing as she shuddered, biting her full lip before carrying on, getting her fingertips dancing on herself just right, working to slowly build up since she felt rather delicate she was so horny. It was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen in his life. Megan pinned back against the wall by him, rocking up and down on his stiff cock, her head back, dark hair cascading down the wall behind her as she fingered herself, her perky breasts bouncing just perfectly as he fucked her, spurring him to add a bit more power despite the burning in his thighs. She let out a deep, shaking groan, her pussy squeezing on him to indicate just why, her thighs gripping his hips tightly, almost stopping him inside her, till she relaxed a little and let him continue, which he did harder than before, jamming her stiffly into the wall as her fingers gained speed. "Can't hold you up much longer Megan," he gasped through gritted teeth, his hands squeezing her ass a bit more as he pushed up into her juicy pussy, feeling her strong, tight velvet walls clamping down around his manhood. "So put me down," she whispered, quickly leaning forwards to kiss him hard, hungrily, biting at his lips as they snogged, her tongue just about finding his in her haste, causing him to bear the burning in his muscles a little longer before reluctantly lifting her off his cock and setting her down, unable to restrain a sigh of relief however. She gave a giggle as he stood before he, letting his arms just rest a moment, his throbbing cock standing up between them, which she quickly slipped her hand round, making him groan as her soft digits wrapped round his shaft. "Come on baby, finish me off," she whispered into his ear as she leaned up, her tongue flicking out and up his earlobe, making him shiver. His hands immediately found her waist, pushing her back against the wall as he bent his knees to get back inside her, reaching down to unashamedly lift her leg up and allow him access. Megan lifted her long leg to his grasp with a giggle, not stopping his posing of her body as he moved to press into her juicy entrance, just splitting her slick labia when she spoke up. "You know, you haven't really put me down," she growled, looking into his eyes, just holding still for a breath as he contemplated her words, then pulled away with a smile and let her leg down. She gave a grin as he pulled her to her dresser with her hand, then turned her away and pushed on her shoulders, urging her down over the surface. Megan complied happily, allowing him to bend her tanned, toned form over the dresser, her firm breasts hanging down delightfully beneath her, but that also meant they made contact first, so her stiff, sensitive nipples touched onto the surface first, making her yelp in shock from the cold. The top of the dressing table was actually glass, making it a pleasure to press her down on it and hear her scream. Megan gave a shriek as he pushed her down onto the dresser, trying to fight him after feeling the cold on her nipples, unable to resist it though and shrieking loudly as he pressed her down on the icy glass, the sharp chill racing all over the front of her body, her chest and tight abs, shivering and goosepimpling as he held her there with a smile. "That's more like it," she gasped, the cold still spreading through her, surprised her nipples didn't etch it they were so hard. He didn't reply, simply reaching down brush his hand over her pert ass, unable to help himself, pulling it back and delivering a swift spank to her, making her clench and squeal, more in surprise than anything else. Her ass was a delicious, tempting sight, so tight and rounded, something he'd love to squeeze his cock into, and he momentarily wondered if she liked it that way, secretly hoping she did. He gave her another with similar results, then wasted no more time, grabbing his cock and pressing it between her legs to the back of her dripping cameltoe, pressing between the puffy lips into her entrance, which just held a moment before he slid into her, easily gliding right to the hilt in her hot pussy as they both groaned, knowing they were close. Pushing forwards against her peachy rear, he bumped her hips against the edge of the dresser, getting her settled in a stable position, before taking hold of her slender waist, pulling back against her hips for leverage, pulling himself a bit deeper into her which made her whine a little before he withdrew.