He leaned forward, pressing his naked torso against my back. Every inch of me wanted to turn around and kiss him. But I wanted more than that. In order to get more, I needed to get my next shot. He put his left hand on top of mine, pressing my fingers against the felt of the pool table. He grabbed the pool stick and pulled it back. Even the wood sliding through my fingers aroused me.
"Okay," he whispered into my ear as he wrapped his right hand around mine too. He pushed me forward slightly, so that my hips were digging into the side of the pool table.
I swallowed hard.
"Let's hit the nine into the left pocket." He moved my right hand back, pulling the stick back farther, and pushed my hips even harder against the pool table.
I could feel his erection pressing against my ass.
"Gently
