Sally practically jumped Greg when he opened the door.
"Whoa!" He said catching her and staggering backwards.
"I missed you so much." She said against his mouth as she rained kisses all over his face.
"Me too babe." He said and put her down. "I'll have to go away more often if this is the welcome back I'll get."
"Don't even think about it."
Greg dropped his bag and took off his coat. He turned to her and smiled.
"Now come here."
He didn't wait but pulled her into his arms and covered her mouth with his. He was taller than her and she had to stand on her tip toes to meet his lips. He held her close. Her aching breasts squashed against his muscled chest. His hands roamed her back, one finding it's way down to her ass and pressing her against his bulging cock through his pants.
"Oh fuck baby, I missed you. I thought of nothing else but your tight, wet pussy all week." He growled against her neck.
"Fuck me Greg. I need you so bad." Sally cried as he nibbled on her sensitive neck. Her hands tangling in his short brown hair to hold him against her.
Greg wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off the floor. Sally locked her legs around his waist as he carried her into the bedroom. He sat down on the bed with her still wrapped around him. His hands slid under the short skirt she was wearing.
"Commando?" He asked, lifting his head from hers.
"I wanted as little as possible between us." She said with a smile.
"Oh baby."
Greg leaned back on his arms and watched as Sally unbuttoned and then unzipped his jeans. She stuck her hand inside and freed his hard cock. Her hand circled it. Her thumb rubbed over the bulbous head. She brought her finger to her mouth and licked off the dot of pre-cum.
"Fuck Sally. Do you have any idea what you do to me?"
He didn't wait for an answer, instead he brought her mouth back to his. His hands slipped under her shirt and palmed her generous breasts. His thumb and forefinger pinched her hard nipples. She gasped into his mouth. The sensation making her pussy cream even more.
"Fuck me Greg. I can't wait anymore."
Sally pressed her knees to the bed and lifted herself over Greg's rigid cock. She moved her hips back and forth, teasingly rubbing the head of his cock over her bare, wet pussy lips. Anointing it.
Greg groaned and grabbed her hips. Steadily he lower her on his cock. He watched her face as she took him deep into her tight hole. She was so fucking wet and tight. Greg knew he wasn't going to last long. At least not this first time. He hadn't lied when he said he thought of her pussy all week. He had come several times in his childhood room imaging Sally riding him like this.
