"Yes babe, I do love it...just not right now."
Your attempts to dissuade me do not work. In fact they make me want you more. I press myself into you and know that you can feel my hard nipples against your back. Reaching my hands around you, I slide them up under your T-shirt and run my hands all over your hard chest. "Sweetheart, I really want to get these dishes out of the way, so if you would just step back... "
Ignoring you, my hands move down your belly. I rub your chest, and with my other hand, I lift your shirt over your back, and slick your skin with wet kisses. Undressing you, I move my hands to your pants, and slowly unbutton and unzip your jeans. Pulling your pants open, I reach in, my hands playing over you. Both hands move back to your tight ass, caressing, rubbing, and loving it. I slide your pants down, letting them pool at your ankles. But.... you are still washing those damn dishes. I move my index finger from the bottom of your ass crack all the way to the top and down again several times. I feel your entire body begin to relax. My hands reach further until I find your balls. I trace my fingernails all over them.
"Baby, please......." but your voice trails off. I coddle your balls in my hands, caressing them gently. Oh my God babe...how good it feels to touch you. Grinning like a Cheshire cat, I know that you are mine. Playing with your balls, pressing into you, I have no idea if your beautiful cock is aroused or not but judging by your sighs and your soft moans, I suspect that it is. All of a sudden you turn around, causing my hands to release your balls. And there you stand in all of your magnificent glory before me. Dear God, what have I done to deserve you? Your cock is thick and hard...my efforts have paid off. You bend to kiss me passionately and I return your kiss. Our tongues intertwined, probing, searching one another. Your hands reach down to grasp and remove my T-shirt. Looking into your eyes with hunger and love, I reach back to unfasten my bra and let it fall to the floor. The look on your face is precious. One of amazement, of awe, of love. "Russell, have me...have all of me."
You take my breast and cup it with your hand. With your other hand, you rub my nipple between your thumb and index finger. My pleasure is obvious. I reach for your head and guide your lips to my breast and ask you to suckle me. At first, you start softly, slowly, sweetly. Then you suck harder and faster and take my other nipple between your thumb and index finger and pinch slightly. Holding you, my nails dig into your shoulders. The wetness of your mouth, the suckling, the pinching all causing me to squirm and moan as I reach for your very hard, very thick cock and begin to stroke you lovingly. Up and down, my hands caress your hardness. I feel your touch as you slide your thumbs into the waistband of my panties and with one motion, pull them down my legs. There we both stand, you with your jeans around your feet and me with my panties around mine. You let out a deep hearty laugh and we both bend to step out of our clothes. As I straighten up, I feel your palm pressing against my mound and I press back. I feel your fingers part my lips and begin to slide along my very wet, very slick pussy. Finding my bud...you tantalize it with your thumb and I moan uncontrollably.