It was such a nice date night. I swing open the door and stumble, tipsy, to the bed. My feet had barely escaped my heels when you grabbed a fist full of my hair and growled in my ear “show daddy what’s under that skirt”. Your growl was so deep, I immediately felt warmth rush to my pussy. I hadn’t worn any panties on our date, and you knew that. Now it was time for the show.
Still tipsy and a little cocky, I lean back and open my legs. Your breath quickens at the sight of my cunt..pink, and getting wetter by the second. I lock eyes with you and lick my lips. In that instant, you lose it. You catch sight of my tongue…or should I say, tongues? I had my tongue split in two because I always aim to please.
You waste no time straddling me, with your knees on either side of my head. Your huge cock is pressing through your jeans and I feel it throb as I lower your zipper. It springs out and I grab your long shaft in my hand, steadying it as I swirl my tongues around your head. Over, under, down the sides. I tease you slowly and painfully, maintaining eye contact the whole time. Suddenly, you grab the back of my head and face-fuck me. Hard. I struggle to breathe as your thick erection fills my airway and my eyes well up with tears. I love it. You guide my head forcefully up and down your shaft, again and again. I deepthroat you for as long as I can as my makeup runs.