All Tom could do was feed into her ego, to nourish it and pretend it wasn’t a strange, new world to him – at first, anyway.
Eventually her attitude and ego grew to be very endearing to him, and her confidence and willingness to show off – especially in bed – pleased him to no end.
Tom noted that she still hadn’t even put clothes on yet, still wearing the same pair of peach colored panties and matching lace bra that she had been frolicking around in hours ago.
Nonetheless, his eyes drifted up and down her small, slender frame hungrily, spending several seconds studying her puffy little pussy mound between her thighs, bulging against her lace boyshorts.
Once again, time on the clock was ticking away and Maisie Williams was taking an eternity to get herself ready.
He licked his lips absent-mindedly, like a child in a candy store as he studied the perfect, tiny pink nipples crowning her pert mountains.
The power of his cock was getting to her, and she had to worship him properly.
Before the teasing was too much to bear, he felt her slender fingers hook into the waistband of his boxers, at the same time he lifted his ass so she could pull them off in one swift motion.
Maisie scooted forward, inching as close as she could to him without getting in his lap.
She leaned in and he responded to her advance, moving in to kiss her passionately.