"Mmm hello there baby....blowjob?"
Her voice was a husky whisper in my ear her hands sliding over my chest as she moved to my mouth and kissed me hard.
She didn't really have to say anything; as soon as I had come through the door she had pushed me up against the wall in the hall and grabbed me like a starving woman, and I was her last meal. Her hands started immediately to tug at the button fly on my jeans.
I moaned my agreement, not that it was needed, second only to please...in my opinion, blowjob is most magical word in the English language.
I breathed in deep as her hand closed around my hardening cock and pulled it free of the denim. Her hand was soft and warm against the smooth skin of my shaft as she started to work me up and down. Hard.
In fact any harder and it probably would have hurt. Not that I would have minded.
I couldn't help it as my hips moved in time to her strokes and I moaned into her mouth. I felt her nipples harden into peaks through the thin, silky, short black nightgown she wore. She moved her hands for only a moment and grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt, pulling it over my head, then pulling down the top of her nightgown before wrapping one hand around my cock and scoring her fingernails over my chest with the other.
It was her little moan of pleasure that made my balls tingle as pressed her tits back against my bare chest. She has magnificent tits, round and soft, her nipples always a little hard were completely erect and poking into me as she rubbed them shamelessly against me for her own pleasure rather than mine.
I kissed her hard, taking back a little control as I slide my tongue into her mouth and squeezed both of her breasts in my hands, pinching her nipples between my fingers as she kept working my cock. My breathing came faster as she slid my foreskin back and forth, again and again, rubbing her thumb over the tip of my cock as she made little mewing sounds into my mouth.