Her smile caused him to loosen his grip on both her chin and wrist. It was as if it was his turn to be in a trance. He was completely captivated by her smile, it made him weak and vulnerable. It felt like he was staring at an angel, his very own angel.
Elsa lifted her arms and clasped her hands softly on his neck, "Come here my prince," she said and slowly pulled him down.
Chris was utterly under her spell, as he let her do what she wanted with his body. When his head was low enough, Elsa lifted her head to reach his, pressing her lips his. She gave out a few pecks before abruptly pushing him to the ground and exchanging their positions.
She straddled him between her legs and sat right on top of his raging manhood. She placed her left hand beside his head to support her weight as she bent forward to give him a quick ravenous kiss.
