Pussy For Dinner
Kitty Wild's boss came home exhausted and found the kitchen empty. Kitty was leaning against the counter like she had nowhere else to be. When he asked about dinner she just looked at him, hooked her thumbs into the red panties under the skirt, and pulled them off. She set them on his plate and told him this was what she had made. Then she climbed onto the table, spread her legs, and started touching herself right in front of his face. Two fingers slid through her smooth shaved pussy, already wet, and she watched him while she did it. He didn’t stay in the chair. He leaned in and licked her – slow at first, then deeper, tongue working her clit while she held his head and soft sounds left her throat. He freed his cock. Kitty slid off the table, dropped to her knees, and took him into her mouth. The blowjob was wet and deep, spit shining on her lips, one hand working what her mouth couldn’t take. They moved to the bedroom after that. He bent her over and fucked her from behind, hips slapping her ass, then laid her on her back and took her in missionary, driving hard while she moaned under him. She sucked him clean again, then climbed on and rode him in cowgirl, tits bouncing, until he gripped her hips and came inside her – thick pulses of cum filling her pussy. Kitty stayed on him for a moment, breathing hard, a small satisfied smile on her face. Dinner still had to be made. She just hadn’t said when.
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