The big picture

We are sat in the kitchen, coffees in hands.

My wife is naked. She is not making this easy (or is she?)

She's definitely not playing fair. She is wearing the thigh high boots.

She is sat on a stool leaning back against the wall, legs apart like she was in the shop for Black T. Her pussy is wet. It glistens in the light.

I am in a dressing gown. That covers pink panties. That covers a small pink cock cage. Which covers a small, but hard cock, and purple balls.

"Well baby, what have you decided?" She reached a perfectly manicured finger along her wet slit and raised it to her lips and sucked, waiting.