It’s an early morning and I can see the sun light start to illuminate throughout the home as I cook breakfast. As I gaze over at the food, my mind starts to replay the performance that I put on the night last. Fantasizing over it had my body warm and feeling wet all over again. Waiting for him to walk out, I get comfortable by the counter looking through my phone. He has finally made his way out the shower to the food I prepared. That moment felt like time was going in slow motion, watching him walk with a towel wrapped at the waist as a few drops of water trickle down his chocolate skin. As he passed behind me, I secretly wore a smirk on my face as he rub against me. He is at last in front of his plate, without hesitation he went for it. Every movement he made I studied, he picked up some bacon to eat as he went looking for a fork to dive in. I giggled at his reaction, it was hilarious but yet at the same time was happy. I appreciated the enjoyment he had for the food. I drank the last of my orange juice and went off to shower. As I got undressed, I confessed to myself that a part of me wanted him to come up behind me and bend me over right here. The other part of me is telling to let the man to eat and enjoy it. Finally in the shower, the warm water is beating down on me as I lather myself clean. Getting rinsed off, I allow my eyes to close slow and let my body call the shots as my hands caress her. Satisfied with my shower, I grabbed the towel to do a quick dry and headed my way back to him. He glares at me as he washes his hands from cleaning his plate. Walking with confidence as my bare skin is making her way towards him. Within seconds, the paper towel he used was traveling to the floor as he grabs me aggressively. Spinning me around and forcing me to bend at the waist, he slapped my ass. He was hard for me and it was adding more motivation to put in work. He gets in position and grabs his dick and slaps on my wildflower and gliding into her wetness. It felt so soft the way he went slow, rubbing himself between my lips. I turned around to look as him as I tease him to come take a dip as I sway my hips. Anticipating on his entrance to my pussy, I went ahead stretched my behind open. As he glides in, my body got a sense of instant satisfaction. Grabbing hold of the counter, he works his way in causing me to make my eyes roll back. Each stroke is growing on me and I can feel my walls getting tight on him. It was feeding to my hunger for him and it was sending shocks throughout my body. The pace got slower as he reaches forward to kiss my body. Working from by my back up to my shoulders and into my neck. Those lips were sending me to heaven, making me sing my love song to him. It was hitting so well it made my eyes watered up. He continues to pick up speed but does it so subtlety. The pressure is building and he’s adding to it by having a tight grip around my neck. He’s reaching for it and my body seizes up as my juices started to flow. Slowly moaning, “Baby, I’m coming...” I feel my body tightened up but was releasing at the same time. It felt so good, it almost made you want to drool. I can hear him behind me, enjoying the site of my cream covering him. He starts to slow down as he knew it was my turn to make him come in a way enjoy most. His second home, this mouth. Without hesitation, I slide off and turn to him as he grabs my face and kisses me hard. Bring me closer to him. My hands rubbing his body as I travel down to devour his neck. I’m making my way down, leaving a trace of kisses down his body. I’ve reached to the bend of my knees slowly dropping to the floor as I hold him in both my hands. He was ready to be pleased and I was ready to do it. I took a second to admire it, he knows I’m addicted to it. I guide him in my mouth, tongue first sliding down his shaft, swallowing. Feeling him jump in my mouth as I work my way down and back up leaving it with a kiss before I go back down. I look up to him and watch as he rocks his head back and forth. He loves to watch but he was enjoying it even more. Seeing and hearing him react to it, had me playing with myself making me all wet again. Working up a rhythm, I can feel him about to bust and I was ready for it. I’m taking my time and this slow motion is giving him the high he needs. Looking up to his stare as he breaks it to cock his head back. His breathing is growing and he quickly looks back down at me. The moans are increasing and he declares that I’m about to make him cum. I dropped my hands as he took right over. My head is forced back with his palm on my cheek and his other rubbing him above my tongue. Working up a speed, he lets out a big grunt as I taste his load fills my mouth up. Each stroke he did, his body jerked, making low groans as I’m accepting all of his taste. He reaches his final stroke and hangs his head down to lay his eyes on me. I’m staring back as the side of my face show happiness with a smirk. Lifting me up by my cheeks, he greets me with a kiss... leading to another session.
What a breakfast...