I laid down on our dinning room table, the cold wood stinging against my bare ass and back. I lifted my legs in the air, pulling them back behind my knees. My holes stretched open, the cold house sending goosebumps along my body. His warm hands traced down my arms, circling towards by belly. I shivered with his gentle touch. I reached out for him, feeling his warm legs and hairy body. His fingers continued, dipping lower beyond my belly button towards my vagina. I gasped, closing my eyes as his fingers worked up and down my slit. I was already wet for him, begging for him.
I pulled my legs further apart as I nestled his head between them. He kissed up along my thighs, his wet tongue tracing along my slit. I bit my tongue, grabbing his hair as I grinded against his tongue. This could make me finish instantly, but I knew he wanted more. Further I pulled my legs apart, spreading my holes for him. While he worked at eating me out, a finger pressed inside my wet pussy. He fucked me with his finger, lubing it up as he licked faster.