She greeted him at the door, wrapping her slender, smooth, tanned arms around his glistening hot neck and sliding her tongue into his eager receptive mouth.
A warm day, she had dirt smudged on her cheek, evidence of her hard work in the garden. Her damp, mud smudged loose thin tank top clung to her bare breasts leaving no doubt where her perky nipples were. They moved into the kitchen where she had iced tea waiting.
He leaned against the sink sipping his tea and as she leaned back into him, he wrapped his arms around her, gently sliding his hands under the thin cotton, cupping her supple breasts while he reached back to the counter and found an ice cube in his tea.
Taking the dripping frigid ice and sliding it under her flimsy top, he gently circled her nipple, feeling it respond and harden. He repeated this on her other nipple with the same rigid response.
As he began to work towards her thin cotton shorts, she decided to take matters into her own hands. She resisted his progress towards her lower wetness, and loosened his belt, then undid his zipper, allowing room for his semi-aroused but growing erection.
She slid down his jeans, and with her fingers explored the outline of the bulge in his boxers. Then she slipped her hand in, pulled out his member, and set free his pair of seed suppliers.
'What's good for the goose...' she said, as she took her own ice cube, grasped him firmly by the shaft of his now almost full erection and applied the ice cube to the underside of the head of his cock, working it up and over the tip that was already shiny with pre-cum.
With him firmly under her control, she stepped on his jeans that were now crumpled around his ankles, and commanded him to step out of his pants and boxers. She then grasped his shaft with a firm grip and led him to the bedroom while still melting ice all over his manhood.
'Please' he begged uncertainty.
'Do as I wish..trust me' she replied. 'Lie back with your arms up and close your eyes' she directed.
He did as he was told and she rewarded his compliance by licking his fully engorged penis with long strokes of her tongue, from base to tip. She circled her tongue on the tip, taking it in her mouth and gently biting it.
With his eyes still closed he fought to keep control and not cum immediately in her mouth and all over himself.
She reached up and gently clipped a handcuff on each wrist, his arms spread to the brass headboard.
Clearly control was in her favour: her in her thin loose tank top and shorts, him naked but for a t-shirt, his fully hardened cock and ball sac on full display.
