Passion (MF, oral)

She greeted him naked, but covered by a light lingerie robe, hiding her tits but exposing the rest of her. “Oh babe,” he growled at her, “you are so sexy.” He covered her mouth with his, pushing his tongue between her lips and grinding into her, hard. They kissed with passion, every time . No light pecks, no gentle touches. They devoured each other. He dropped him briefcase and kicked off his shoes, his mouth never leaving hers, bringing one hand to her neck and the other to her waist. “I want to fuck you,” he whispered in her ear, finally breaking their kiss. She felt that familiar tingle between her legs as she smiled and replied her usual, “Fuck me now, baby.”
He pushed her to the bed and she let her robe slide from her shoulders exposing her tits. He took one nipple into his mouth and then the other, lightly biting and sucking. “Harder,” she begged, and he bit her left nipple, the one that makes her come. Sucking on her, her brought his hand up to her hair, grabbing a handful and pulling her head back. She moaned as he worked her over, passion building in her core. Leaving her breast, he removed what was left of the robe while continuing to pull her hair. “Lick my pussy,” she told him, “now.”
“Yes mam,” he answered, smiling. Pushing on her chest, he laid her on the bed, letting go of her hair and piling her hips to the edge of the mattress. He dropped kisses down her stomach until he reached her center. Instead of his tongue, he side a finger between her folds, groaning when he felt how wet she was. “I want you dripping when I taste you,” he said slowly stroking her, up to her clit then back again.
“Fuck me,” she moaned. “Not yet,” he answered, continuing to slowly stroke her, circling her clit and pushing a finger gently inside her. She squirmed under his touch, wanting more. Her orgasm begin to build and he knew it. “Don’t come,” he instructed. “But I want to,” she answered. “Don’t. Come.” he said again.
She continued to edge until he knew she could take no more. He dropped his head down between her legs and begin to gently suck on her clit, keeping a finger inside her, massaging her front wall, her most sensitive place. Her legs began to tremble, and he removed his fingers to focus on his tongue. Pushing it inside her, then widening it and siding it up to her clit. When he reached it he flicked it sowly, then faster, picking up speed as her thighs gripped his head. Her hands grabbed his hair and he put his lips around her and sucked. She came hard, bucking against him and pushing his face into her. As she came down, he was relentless, repeating the pattern until she had come again and again.
She lay spent on the bed, “your turn,” she offered. “No baby. Today was all about you, lover.” He swept her hair out of her face, kissing her tenderly and laying his head on her chest. She would repay him though. She always did.

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