She wants you in control...

"Red, I realize I'm the one who....usually tops you, but I want you in control...if just for this morning..." She lightly speaks into your ear while your head is still nested in her c cups. Well if she wants you to head the investigation, you're not one to turn down the case. You pull the straps of her plaid jumper past her shoulders and down to her mid, revealing a pair of hardened nipples a quarter a piece. Your breath as you gaze has given her a chill you can observer on her olive tan skin, her smell being replaced by the previous clean laundry scent and you immediately gain hardness. You take an ebony capital into your mouth and lap on all of its surface. Her chills resurface, "Guloso! My, you must've skipped breakfast to visit me yes? I'm sorry you can't get much from there but...there are other places you can find a meal here". Her soft pillowy breasts indeed won't yield you milk but you impulsively draw yourself to do this to them. Magnetizing, the sweet taste of her skin and sweat, her fragrances, her visible reactions to your advancements, the chills.

As she said, there are other places to dine this morning. You continue pulling down her blue and black plaid jumper, reaching her wide hips, a bit of a strong tug required for you to pull past her massive ass. The base of her stiffening rod catches your chin by surprise. Hands around her ample bum and your face in her crotch has some erotic implications, you certainly would get off by worshiping this avatar of sex. Continue passing down, pulling plaid along with yourself, past her 9 inch rod and finding the heat of her thighs. Well now is a better time than any to begin eating, you won't even say your prayers to this bountiful feast.