The next morning

The next morning I woke up with faint traces of the taste of Trevors cum still in my mouth.

When I woke up and did not see him I had started to think last night had been a dream.

I got out of bed thinking about how it felt last night having Trevor's cock in my pussy. It had been to long since I had a fuck.

I was humming to myself as I walked to my closet to grab some clothes and dress.

That is when I smelled the bacon and eggs.

I walked out in to the kitchen still naked and found Trevor coking breakfast.

He told me he was planning bringing it into me.

The only thing he had on was my apron.

I came up behind him and put my arms around him and kissed him on the neck.

I then reached down under the apron and stroked his cock.

He turned the stove off took off the apron and turned around to me.

We started kissing some more. He picked me uo and sat me on the edge of the kitchen table. I reached down and guided his quickly swelling cock to my wet pussy. I hung on to his neck and he held on to my bum as he started fucking me on my kitchen table.

Oh god his cock was just as good as I remebered it.

Tears were running from my eyes as he fucked me hard the way I wanted him to.

There was no pulling out this time as I felt his hot squirt in my pussy shot after shot.

After he had finished he pulled back and looked at my face and saw I had been crying. He asked me if I was alright. I reach out and pulled his face close to mine and kissed him on the lips.

After that he finished cooking breakfast and sat at the table and ate.

We both kept glancing at the puddle we had left on the table and we bath kept giggling about it. I could feel another puddle forming on the chair under my bum.