I knew my job as you stood yourself in front of me. I stripped you down and kissed everywhere from your lips down your neck, across your chest kissing and licking and smelling your scent. Kissing all the way down to your waiting cock. I licked him and kissed him - before putting my lips right around him and feeling him get harder and harder in my mouth. His waiting warmth against my tongue as I hear you groan at my wet touch. I take it nice and slow - exploring the caressing the treat in front of me. I gently grab your balls until you couldn't help but push him right the way in and thrust deeper and deeper into my mouth so hard. Listening to my moans and suckles over your beastly grunts. Spit covering your cock and running down my lips.
You pull me up and lay me down and have your revenge. I'm not allowed to be so teasing when you want it so badly. Kissing my huge breasts and gently squeezing each one before kissing down to my pussy and making me squirm as you tongued and sucked on me. Sliding your fingers into me - so moist and wanting you. Holding me in position as I orgasmed over your devious acts, but all without your permission... I knew from this point I would be servicing you for a while.
You drag me on top of you so you could have a delicious view of my bouncing assets. You lower me onto you wet slippery cock really slowly - so I could feel you fill me up bit by bit, inch by inch, and you could feel the wet heat of my pussy gradually wrapping around your cock. You grab my hips and thrust yours up pushing your cock all the way into me until you have my whole pussy stretched around you. Holding it there and letting me adjust to the hard feeling of pure passion as you spank one breast and then the other, spank after spank my breasts bounce around and slowing become sore. I thank you for reminding me of my place and administering grateful punishment. You kiss me hard and hungrily and moan as I began to slowly fuck you with your hand guiding me up and down and the other exploring the treasure on top of you. The pace would haste but not too fast. Still slow enough to enjoy the feeling of every hard thrust.