Kitchen Counter..

You walk in after a long day and see me. I am standing in the kitchen shuffling through the mail. So many bills, and nothing worth interest. I stretch as I watch you walk across the room; that determined look in your eye. You begin to pull at your tie. I can see the day has worn on you as well by the look on your face. I grin as you near me and kiss my neck. You pull me close and begin to chew on the buttons on my blouse; such unusual behavior for you but I like it. Your hands slide up my skirt and you put your fingers into my panties. You are determined; I feel your fingers enter my wet pussy and it feels so fucken good. You nibble on my neck and grab my hair. I gasp as you bend me over the counter and begin to take my panties off now. I like how you have become so aggressive and have such a desire for me. We say nothing to one another but I know you want me by the way you paw at my body. I hear your pants unzip and you grab my hips and enter me. I wrap my legs around your waist. I grab onto the counter; holding on tightly as you fuck me. I moan and gasp as I orgasm. My pussy explodes and I drip all over your cock and down my thighs. I hear your breath become heavy as your cock quivers within me. I know you will soon explode your sweet semen into me.

Welcome home baby...
andi