When Jane sucks me awake

I have no idea how much time had passed between me passing out in the chair and the feeling of a hot wet mouth enveloping my rod. Hell, I didn't have any idea how long she was sucking before I woke up, but when I did, she started giggling and pulled my cock out of her mouth with a loud, wet plop.

"Mmmm...afternoon, sleepy...head," Jane said and made a ravenous growl before slurping my cock head past her tonsils. I couldn't tell if she was growling or purring while she sucked and licked. I just know that there was plenty of saliva, so much so that I could feel the hot liquid coating my reloaded balls.

My hands went to her hair and wove through her locks before tightening. She pulled up long enough to say, "Fuck yes, just like that," before I plunged her head back to my cock, her nose burying in my pubes. I looked down and she wasn't wearing a thing, but there was a band t-shirt hanging from the door knob of our front door.

The whole place reeked like sex. Maybe it had just soaked into Jane's skin, maybe it was all me from last night. All I know is that I wanted to be in her pussy after I exploded in her mouth.

And apparently those new tricks she learned last night were paying off, because fuck was she suddenly good. It's like she did nothing but practice! But she said all she did was make out with the girls and eat some pussy. Jane pulls up and says, "Fuck my throat, I'll take care of the rest."

For the next 20 minutes I pounded into her mouth, using her like a two-dollar whore and then I blew my first load of the afternoon down her throat. As I started cumming, she pulled up so it was splashing across her tongue and then the final loads went across her cheeks and mouth, the last of the dribbles she jacked off all over her chest.

"Holy fuck that was hot!" I said. She giggled and got up, walking slowly to the kitchen, splaying her legs wider than normal, giving me a look at that dripping pussy of hers between those glorious thighs. "How long have you been home? Who brought you back?"