**Oral Sex**
“What do you think of this table?”
He looked up at me, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “It’s nice, why do you ask?”
“Well I’ve been thinking of redoing my kitchen and I was debating on getting a new table, maybe something in a lighter wood,” I stated and laid my head back, closing my eyes and moaning softly.
“If that’s what you want, you should get it.” His mouth came up from my pussy, licking his lips as his thumb teased my clit. Fuck why does his hand have to feel so perfect? “However, I will say that this table is very sturdy and very well made. Plus, it contrasts well with your soft pale skin and blonde hair. You look so fucking hot right now spread out naked in front of me while I slowly eat out your delicious pussy, juices dripping down my face and your clit throbbing against my tongue as I tease you.”
Fuck his mouth doesn’t even have to be attached to my pussy for it to throb. I squirmed a little closer, hoping for his hand to dip a little lower. “Ok good argument, but I was thinking it would brighten up this space a little more if one of the main pieces of furniture wasn’t so dark?”