
To be blunt I was horny and you were too busy cleaning up to pay attention to my hints about it. Calling you from the bedroom with no response I got up and found you in the kitchen. “Come to bed…” I growled as you just smirked over your shoulder. “I will be there soon, I have to get this done first.” They hell you did, the only thing you needed to get done first was me! I moved up behind you quick and ripped open your top. Your tits springing free as you swatted me playfully away. I pressed you to the sink, shoved your shirt up to your waist, and let you feel how hard I was with a thrust into your core.
You cried out in pleasure as I pumped my heated meat deep in you, my hands rushing over your body as I found my rhythm inside you. You just held on, pushed back into me, and let me take you how we both needed you to be taken. My mouth against your neck, your tits filling my grasp, and my cock swollen and stretching you as your spilled against my shaft. Deeper groans as I drove into you harder as your legs started to buckle. You felt me bury it deep as it erupted in you. Thick and warm I filled you, holding deep. Then a slow pull as our juices ran down your inner thigh. “Come to bed soon, I’m not done with you yet.” You turned to see my bare ass walking away sharing the same playful grin.

