Marjoreece - Date Night

Date Night Pt 3.

"Now, where was I?" Marjorie asked, backing away from Reece slightly to resume touching herself. He groaned, straining against the belt restraining his hands behind his back.
She smirked at him, "regretting getting carried away now, aren't you?"
"Yes. Marjorie, please." He begged. "I need your touch. I need to feel your hands, your lips, all of you. I need to taste you. Please."
"Well, I suppose since you asked so nicely," She replied, walking back over to plant her lips on his. She started kissing her way down his body again before dropping to her knees in front of the bed. She spread his legs a little further so she could get in closer to him before taking him in her mouth. Both started to moan as Marjorie worked her magic. Reece propped himself up on his elbows to watch the woman of his dreams pleasure him.
He threw his head back in ecstasy at the way she was making him feel. He couldn't help but think how no woman he'd ever been with (and there had been a lot) ever made him feel this much pleasure. He'd been with his ex, Mia, for 20 years. Mia had the libido of a teenage boy and was always initiating sex. He'd lost count of the number of times she'd brought other women into the bedroom as well. It was one of the reasons he'd stayed as long as he did, not that he'd ever tell Marjorie that. It was always amazing, to the point that he'd even questioned whether it was possible to only be with one person for the rest of your life. Why would you give up the excitement and experiences with all the other women? Then he met Marjorie. After that first night, he knew he would never need another woman again. Nothing compared to the way she touched him, the way her body felt against his, the way a look from her could send shivers down his spine.
He felt her change positions slightly and was snapped back into the moment by her moans getting loader. He looked back down at her. As he did, he realised that she had positioned him in such a way that he could see her reflection in the full-length mirror on the other side of the room. She'd lifted her back so she was leaning forward more and had widened her legs. He could see the reflection of her playing with herself as she went down on him. Her thumb circling her clit as her fingers pumped in and out all the time moving her lips and her tongue over his hard dick. She could sense he was getting close, but she wasn't ready for him to get his release just yet. She lifted her eyes up to look at him and could see him watching her in the mirror, just as she'd planned. "Enjoying the show?" She asked, trying to sound innocent.
"Mmm, what do you think? Although I'd much rather it was me making you moan like that."
"There's still plenty of time for that." She said, sliding her fingers out of her wet folds and standing up. She placed the fingers that had just been inside her into Reeces' mouth, and he licked them clean.
"You said you wanted to taste me." She whispered with a grin.
He let out a low growl as he finally got the taste he'd been longing for all evening.
She straddled him, and he pulled himself up the bed. He was still sitting up slightly, leaning on his restrained arms. She reached back and untied his wrists while kissing him. His arms shot straight round to her hips and then settled on her back, pulling her in as close as he could. She lifted her hips slightly so he could finally enter her. Each emitting a growl at the feeling of them coming together. Instead of lifting herself up and down on top of him, she rocked back and forth, Reece thrusting underneath her. Every thrust from Reece, coupled with Marjories' precise movements, slammed him into her g spot. It wasn't long before both their moans got louder. Their lips and hands exploring each others bodies. Marjorie knew Reece was close. "Come on, Reece. Cum for me. There's a good boy. And you wanted to make me moan? Put your fingers on my clit and make me scream while you're pounding me with your huge, rock hard dick."
Reece didn't need telling twice. His fingers found her throbbing bud and started circling. He'd been waiting for the opportunity to touch Marjorie there all night, and he was not about to miss his chance to make her scream. It wasn't long before he got his wish, Marjorie got loader and loader as he pushed her over the edge. Her screams were soon joined by the loudest moan she'd heard from Reece all night as they both reached their summit together. Marjorie collapsed onto Reeces chest, him wrapping his arms around her as she continued to gently buck her hips against him, riding out her orgasm. He kissed the side of her head and gently traced his fingers over her back as she let out a sigh, quietly enjoying the intimacy after such intense orgasms, Reece still inside her.
"Wow. Marjorie that was just...."
"Phenomenal?" She asked, looking up at him with a glint in her eye and smirk teasing across her lips.
"I think phenomenal is an understatement for what you just did." Reece laughed. "Although, I don't think I've heard you scream enough yet, and I don't want to think I was warming up my jaw earlier for nothing." Marjorie let out a noise she'd never heard herself make before as she found herself unexpectedly being flipped off of Reece and onto her back. Him now on top of her, looking straight into her eyes as he growled, "My turn."