Brad grunted, the hot wetness around his cock was superb, sliding up and down. Caroline had never been so enthusiastic.
Brad had eagerly come home for lunch after Caroline’s hot, lusty invitation. He’d barely gotten the door closed before she greeted him, totally nude and with a bright smile. He eyed her charms, his cock was already half-hard. The sight of her sexy form, five foot seven, 130 pounds, shoulder-length golden honey color hair, jade green eyes, her firm, upright breasts. Nice, grapefruit-sized mounds, he saw her nipples stiff and hard with excitement, her tummy was flat, her hips had a sexy curve, sleek, full legs, took him up to eager, rock hardness.
Caroline’s eyes glowed as she reached down, cupping his crotch as she unzipped him. His pants and boxers dropped, and she had his hard, horny length in her hands.
She purred, “Gonna suck you, sweetheart, gonna blow your cock real good, I want my mouth filled, I wanted my tonsils painted white, baby!”