Greet him warmly at the door

You tighten your bathrobe and open the garage for him. Whistling, he approaches the door calmly, as if he?s here to deliver the milk. He smiles as he enters, and you can?t help but throw your arms around him and kiss him, long and hard. He returns the favor, pressing his tongue down hard on yours, while lifting up your robe and squeezing your ass. ?Hi, hun,? you purr.

He doesn?t say anything, grabbing you by the arm and laying you down on the kitchen floor. Without pause, he begins rolling his tongue down your thighs, sending shivers through your body. All you can do is squeal softly in response, his hands pinning your hips down to the floor. Then it comes as his mouth collapses atop your mound. Hot air bellows down your folds and over your clit, sending your mind spinning. He licks you with wild fervor, alternating between lapping your clit and entering your pussy. He?s a fucking machine. You can?t even move yourself up to meet his mouth, as his grip on you is unyielding. There?s no need to egg him on as the involuntary moans escaping your lips are doing the trick.

Without so much as a break for air, he creates a vacuum around your clit and starts sucking. ?Oh, God,? you pant. ?Right there. Don?t stop!? Pounding your fists against the floor, your back arches as far as it can in response to the electricity coursing though it. And now he begins matching you moan for moan, sucking faster and faster as your torso shakes uncontrollably. Your screams fill the house as orgasm rips through your body. He keeps up with you the whole way, until you finally can?t take it anymore and push his head away from your sex. Curled up in the fetal position, you laugh and cough, trying to recover from the ****. He crawls up to you and lets you taste yourself, cradling your neck while his lips form a familiar vacuum around your lips. Looking down, you notice his raging hard-on against his slacks.