“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she said.

As she spoke, she gently slapped the flogger into her hand. George smiled, “So I take it you aren’t going to tell me?” he asked as he sipped his coffee.

Siúin returned the flogger and walked around the bed to pick up the other coffee. “That’s a not yet,” she said, sitting beside him. “I’ve enjoyed today and just want to relish in the fun.” She took a mouthful of coffee, “Wow, I don’t know if you make a good coffee or if you just tired me out, but damn, this is good.”

George smiled at Siúin, “Good enough for a slow sensual titfuck?” he asked.

Siúin laughed, “Yes, and I may even give you a naked erotic massage. What do you think? Would you like to feel my naked body against yours as I work out some of your tension?”

“Can’t say I would ever complain about that,” he replied.

They sat in relative silence as they sipped their coffee. After several minutes, Siúin downed the last of hers in a gulp. “I’m impatient. Get to the edge of the bed and let me please you while you watch for your wife waking up.” She quickly knelt beside the bed and looked up at him.

George laughed and clumsily with coffee in hand. He spread his legs and Siúin leaned in slowly. His cock was hard already but she gently sucked on the tip for a little while before shuffling forward. “There’s baby oil in the bedside cabinet,” he said after a few moments.

Siúin opened the cabinet and pulled out the little bottle of baby oil. “So, can you see Abbey yet?” she asked.

“No,” George looked up quickly but turned back to watch her squeeze the baby oil onto her tits. He moaned at the sight as she covered her large pale and freckled tits. They looked incredible.

Siúin rubbed the oil into her skin before wrapping her tits around his cock. Slowly she started to fuck him with her tits, and he moaned at the soft silky feel of her tits. “So, would you prefer to cover me in cum or when you are about to cum would you like to cum in my mouth?” she asked.

George moaned again, “Well, whatever you are comfortable with,” he said.

She pouted at him, “I was wondering what you would like. Would you like me to take your cum in my mouth and play with it? Or cover me and take pictures?”

George moaned again, “You’d let me take a picture of you covered in my cum?”

She smiled, “Of course, it would be fun; maybe you can set me as your phone background.”

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