“I’ll get the coffee started. You get a shower.” He gets up off the bed. “Take your time. I woke you up a little early so that you don’t hav... to rush.”“Could I get maybe an egg with that coffee?” she asks sheepishly.The man grins. “Sure, but it’s going to cost you a kiss.”“Come here then,” Lucy says smiling. “I’ll pay you double if you add a slice of toast.”Hey kiss warmly then he extracts himself to attend to his promised task. When Lucy arrives downstairs dressed, she immediately bites into. As she continues to suck on my cock with me towering over her, I use my thumb to gently touch her by now over sensitive clit, keeping my four fingers deep in her cunt, rubbing the lining and walls and twisting my fingers into a half grip to clutch the vicinity of her G spot.Mrs P gives out a mewling scream, muffled by her mouth being full of cock and she starts to lick even faster, sending my pleasure centers into overdrive. I don't want to come in her mouth, as fun as it is. Instead I start. Sucking on the tip she could feel the cock throb right up against her tongue, rubbing it up and down the underbelly of the shaft, her wet little mouth and hand seemingly enough to make the cock start to throb, to the point where she could even feel a little bit of cream exit out onto her tongue before she moved both of her hands towards the base of the shaft, squeezing it as hard as she could. "Don't you dare cum without me telling you to!" She said, licking her lips from the cum that had just. I put my clothes on in a hurry, slipping my skirt up over my hips, my hands shaking as I pulled my top over my head, aware that he was standing in the doorway, naked from the waist down, watching me dress."What are you doing?" He asked, a look of confusion in his eyes.I shrugged, staring down at his still soft cock, feeling a knot of disappointment inside. "Going home." Why? Don’t you want to…?" he never got to finish the thought. Slipping my purse over my shoulder, my cell phone already in my.
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