Spring has came

I was busy making coffee when he came in the kitchen. Without a word he turned me around and lift me on the counter.

His eyes looks dark and devious. He kisses me, put his hand behind my head and pulls my head back as his lips travels from my mouth to my neck slowly proceeding to the nip of my collarbone.

His other hand slides over my thigh, over my hip and curves till he cups my breast in his hand.

His hand let go of my breast and travels back to my thighs, following the lines to my inner thigh, realising I’m not wearing any underwear. His fingers run over my soft and smooth pussy, finding their way to my clit. As he rubs my clit my hips follow his rhythm.

While he still holds my head back by my hair, he slips his finger inside me, rubbing my clit with the palm of his hand. Kissing me with intent!

He lets go of my hair, I start unbuttoning his pants, feeling how excited he is.

As he takes my breast , his second finger slips inside me. After a while I was soaking wet and he rock hard, he takes out his fingers and run them over my lips, I can taste myself on his fingers.

He puts both his hands on my thighs and pull them apart, moving closer and pull my hips towards him.

There’s no slow start, he immediately thrust hard! I moan hard and he grabs my throat with one hand choking me just enough. My legs fold around him and he keeps fucking me deep while choking me. I feel how both of us building up, my whole body and being follows his rhythm. As both of us are about to explode, he let go of my throat and the rush of blood sends me over the edge! I utter a satisfied moan and he groans as he cums deep inside me.

He lifts me off the counter and I finish making coffee like nothing happened except for his cum dripping out of me, running down my legs.