His features contort in agony as he lowers himself and presses his body against mine. His voice is raspy with passion as he continues to screw me in long, languid strokes. You needn't worry about it, sweetie. Don't do anything unless you're prepared to." He slides one arm under my hips and lifts me up, positioning me so that his cock can make a sweet impact into me. When are you going to be ready, Lisa? Sure, I'll stick around. However long it takes." My neck is kissed by him. Why? "Because I love you, too."