When We Collide: 2. Well Oiled Machine

My wife woke me up with a little surprise on this dreary rainy morning, my eyes opened slowly watchin her thick ass jiggle as she ground her hot pussy on my growing manhood in reverse cowgirl.

I Iet out a gentle growl.

“Fuck baby”

My hands immediately went to her waist, assisting her grind. She peeked over her shoulder.

“Good morning, daddy,” she whispered lowly.

Her sensual grinding had my dick rock hard.

“You teasing me, Litty, or are you gon’ get this nut out of me, baby?”

“Shit baby!”

Her body moved with a slow, rhythmic precision; the way she gripped me made my hips match every thrust.

“Wait, girl.”

“Is patience not a virtue?” she murmured, then lined herself up with me and sank down in one slow, deliberate movement.

The friction was about to make me nut. I wasn’t ready to pull out, but I could feel the pressure building in my stomach.

I pulled myself out of her with a wet sliding sound and immediately wanted to dive back in.

I leaned forward and struck my dick against her ass cheeks.

“Turn around.” I groaned.

“Turn around and suck me, baby.”

Lidia didn’t hesitate. She rolled over with a smooth, practiced grace. As she moved, her eyes met mine, full of lust. She took her time, arching her back and showing off her glowing skin.

“You are so beautiful,” I whispered.

“You know how I like it.”

I didn’t need her to explain. With one hand, I stroked myself as she opened her mouth wide and stretched her tongue.

I gave her three heavy taps. She grinned, looking up at me.

I smirked.

Lidia leaned in and took me in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head and sucking with a deep pull.

She began to suck me in a steady motion. I could feel the suction of her mouth and the softness of her tongue circling the tip of my dick.

I let out a loud groan as I gripped the back of her head, guiding her head up and down. I could feel her tongue dancing on my head and the pressure of her lips squeezing me with each pull.

“Fuck! Girl, you suckin’ this motherfucka…do it baby!” I said through clenched teeth.

I looked down at her and saw how her eyes were looking up at me. I could see the desire in her eyes. She was taking her time this morning, making sure she enjoyed every second of it.

I gripped the back of her head, her lips squeezing me, making me hiss.

“You’re trying to kill a nigga this morning, ain’t you?” I groaned.

She didn’t answer, only letting out a soft, muffled moan against my skin. This kind of pleasure that borders on pain.

“This dick bouta cum, mama.”

The muscles in my thighs tightened. Shit, I was trying and failing to prolong this moment.

Litty started sucking like she was damn possessed. I gasped, sat up, and pulled myself from her grip, stroking fast. “

Show me that tongue.”

“Daddy gon nut on that pretty face, ok?” She opened her mouth wide and snaked her tongue out.