Anita sits up and shimmies down Richard's body, breathing hard as she yanks open the button of his jeans and slides the zipper down. It doesn't take her long to have the damned things off him, and then she situates herself between his legs, her eyes dark as she looks up at him. Anita rests her hands on his hips and draws her tongue up the thickness of him before working him partially into her mouth with a muffled moan.