Tiffany awoke from the deep sleep and gazed at the sleeping man beside her. It had been a long time since that happened, and the feeling between her legs told her it would continue for a while. She pulled back the covers slowly, and stared at the "morning wood" standing tall and thick at his crotch. She wanted more of that, and gently took it in her hand. It jumped at her touch and she looked to see if he was still asleep. The steady breathing told her he was, and she lowered her lips to the pulsing shaft.
The hot flesh felt strong in her mouth, the steady beat of his heart coursed through the stiff organ. She had half of Roger's eight-inch penis in her hot, warm mouth when he stirred. Tiffany stopped and checked. Roger still slept, so she continued to devour the swollen member.
Roger felt the warm, moist pressure on his penis, as if in a dream. He opened his eyes a little, and saw the silky blonde hair of his lover moving up and down his belly. Her talented mouth was stirring his juices, but he knew he wouldn't cum until after he peed. He moved a bit, and she stopped, so he lay still and enjoyed the eager attention Tiffany was giving him.
He finally could take no more, he wanted to cum for her. He put his hand on her silky hair and softly said "Good Morning, Tiff."
She jumped when he startled her, but smiled at him soon after. "I couldn't resist." She stated.
"Let me go relieve myself, and we can pick up where you left off, okay?"
Reluctantly, she let go of the massive penis, and allowed him to take care of it. Thoughts of her kept him stiff, and he had a little trouble, but finally managed to tame the inner pressure. He returned to the bed, and lay next to the sexy girl who had captured his desires.
Tiffany took his semi-hard penis in hand, and quickly restored it to full erection. Once more, her hot mouth took it in, and slid it deep into her throat. Roger asked if he could have some "breakfast" too, and she laughed. She spun around, and placed her thighs on either side of his head, and lowered her kitty to his mouth. Roger could smell the aroma of her arousal, mixed with the remains of their love sharing from the night before. A heavy sexual scent, which he found quite exciting, and proceeded to apply his soft tongue to the wet, swollen flesh.
Soft moans vibrated around his penis when he centered on her erect clitoris. Her nectar flowed freely, and his penis was swelling in her hot mouth. Their releases came almost simultaneously, Tiffany's just before Roger's. Her kitty gushed its fluid, and he took all he could in his hungry mouth. Tiffany likewise received his offering with relish, cleaning his shaft with her tongue as she withdrew it from her throat. "Mmmm. That was good!" she exclaimed while licking her lips.
"You're not bad, yourself, Tiff." He commented with a grin.
They kissed and sampled themselves on each other's lips, and both agreed. They also decided that coffee was the next item to address. Walking nude through the ranch style house, they got to the kitchen, and Roger sat at the table while Tiffany made coffee. Outside the kitchen window, Roger could see the extensive gardens out back. Lush vegetation and beautiful flowers covered all he could see. Pathway meandered through the many beds of plants, and he was impressed.
"Did you do all that?" he asked, pointing out the window.
"Uh-Huh! It's what keeps me busy on lonely afternoons." She replied.
They finished coffee, and Tiffany told Roger she needed to do some work in the gardens, and she could use dome help. Roger wasn't much on working with dirt, but agreed to assist. He put on his jeans and boots, while Tiffany dressed in a tied halter top and short cut-offs with sandals. She opened the back of the garage and directed Roger to the barrow of material she needed for the flowerbeds.
After setting her up near one of the raised beds, Roger wandered around the paths admiring her handiwork. He also discovered a small gazebo with a hot tub set up inside. He went back to the first bed, and approached Tiffany from behind. She was kneeling over the edge, with her tight little butt up in the air. Not able to resist the temptation, Roger walked up as quietly as he could and put both hands on her hips.
As he rubbed his front across the back of her naked thighs, she stopped what she was doing and moaned softly.
"Hey, there! You might start something, if you keep that up!"
Roger put on a gravel voice and a contrived accent while he continued to rub her up. "Aye, me pretty! That I might be starting something you'll have to finish!"
Tiffany caught on right away, and feigned shock and fear. "Oh! No, sir, please don't hurt me! I'm just an innocent maid!"
"We'll see how innocent, me dear. Lets have a look, shall we?" He untied the halter top and let it fall into the flowers. Tiffany made like she was covering herself for protection as he spun her around. "We'll have none of that me pretty! Show me what's there!"
As meekly as she could pretend, she lowered her hands, exposing her small breasts to the "pirate".
He placed his rough hands on the soft flesh, and squeezed them. She gasped as he tweaked her nipples and took one between his teeth.
"OH, sir! You mustn't..I can't have this happen to me!" she protested. Roger grabbed her by the slim waist and pulled her to him.
"Aye, this will happen, and much more you'll see!" He growled in his best leer.
Tiffany's eyes were sparkling in anticipation for the rest of the game. She had to concentrate on her "part" even though she was more than willing to give in to Roger's intentions. His lips mashed on hers, and she felt his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. His hands pulled her belly close to his belt-line and he told her to kiss him "proper". Her tender lips parted, allowing his tongue to explore her hot mouth, and she returned his efforts with her own.
