A Sky Colored Cock

She had just sat down at the kitchen table with her coffee. The T-shirt she slept in rode up slightly when she sat down on the simple wooden chair… cold cheeks! She took a sip of coffee and stared at the birds through the window while one hand wandered towards her crotch. At just that moment he came up behind her, leaned over her shoulders and asked, “Mind if I help you?”
His fingers didn’t wait for the answer; they were already bunching up her shirt, exposing her tender skin to the cold air. They were already pressing around her cushiony cleft when she tipped back her head and sighed. That was a yes.View attachment 2418071
 
Even if she was tired it wouldn’t take long for her to start feeling frisky. There was something about him that brought her to life. Just sitting next to him on the couch watching a movie her fatigue would fade away. She’d start playing footsie with him, poking and pressing his crotch with her toes. No matter how tired HE was, something inside his pants would get frisky, fast. View attachment 2419632
 
She eased herself down on top of his stuff. He wasn’t hard enough yet to make his way into her already slippery pink parts so she wiggled around, letting her swollen folds open and close against him. One moment she’d be spread open with her hot entrance kissing his rising head while the next she’d squirm to the side and her puffy lips would drag over his lengthening shaft. He held her tight to make sure she stayed squarely over his action. View attachment 2426519
 
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