Let Kris blow him

Josh's eyes darken with lust as he gazes at both women. A mischievous smirk plays on his lips as he speaks, his voice low and commanding.

"Courtney, darling, why don't you take care of the dishes while Kris and I... catch up?" he suggests, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Courtney nods obediently, rising from her seat and heading towards the sink with a spring in her step. As she begins washing the plates, she can't help but steal glances at the erotic scene unfolding before her.

Kris' hands roam over his chest and shoulders, nails dragging lightly across his skin to leave faint red trails in their wake. She punctuates each movement with open-mouthed kisses, lavishing attention on his throat and collarbone while her fingers deftly unbutton his shirt.

Reaching the waistband of his trousers, Kris slips her hand inside, palming the rigid length of his erection through the fabric. She strokes him firmly, her grip tightening as she works to coax out his full arousal.

With a low moan, Josh tilts his head back, eyes fluttering shut as Kris expertly teases him closer to the edge.

Without breaking stride, Kris drops to her knees before Josh, freeing his throbbing member from the confines of his pants. She gazes up at him with hooded eyes, her tongue darting out to wet her lips in anticipation.

Wrapping her delicate fingers around his girth, she begins to pump him slowly, coating his shaft with saliva as she works to ease him into her eager mouth. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive head, teasing the slit before engulfing him completely.

Josh's hands find purchase in her hair, guiding her movements as she bobs her head, taking him deeper with each pass. The chair creaks softly beneath them, a symphony of flesh meeting flesh and muffled moans echoing through the kitchen.

As Kris's skilled ministrations push Josh to the brink, she brings her head back to breathe, his cock slick with her saliva.

With a final, lingering suckle, Kris pulls back, leaving Josh's pulsating member exposed and glistening with her saliva. She maintains eye contact, her gaze smoldering with unspoken desire as she keeps his release trapped within the warm confines of her mouth.

The tension builds, and Josh's control begins to fray. His hips buck involuntarily, seeking friction against her lips. But Kris holds firm, determined to contain his essence within her.

With a deliberate motion, she swallows, the muscles of her throat working to accept his impending climax. Josh's breath hitches, and he grips her hair tighter, his entire body tensing as the dam finally breaks.

Thick ropes of cum spurt into Kris's waiting mouth, each pulse sending ripples through her cheeks as she milks him for every last drop.