Jonathan awoke to the sensation of Charisse's warm breath tickling his ear and her soft fingers gently stroking his still swollen cock. He turned his head to give her a kiss still thinking of the way she came for him. He'd never known that making love to someone could be so erotic and exciting. He'd seen women squirt before, but knowing Charisse usually needs a little extra something just to stay wet, he never thought he'd see the day where she would totally let go and abandon all her inhibitions. Jonathan moved his head down as he began to nuzzle Charisse's neck enjoying the smooth, damp skin and the fragrance of whatever perfume she had put on that day. Jonathan never knew what kind of perfume Charisse would be wearing or if she would even bother with perfume. There were times when she chose just to go with the natural clean smell of Ivory soap.
Charisse moaned slightly enjoying the feel of Jonathan's lips on her neck. She wanted more but thought, they should have a light snack first to rebuild their energy. She knew Jonathan probably didn't need anything as she was quite sure, she had given him more than he could handle but she was famished. She eased up off of the carpet, and walked towards the kitchen. Jonathan, rolled over onto his side and propped his head on his elbow as he took in the view of her glistening body sashaying away from him. He wanted to get up and grab her from behind and bend her over the table but he restrained himself.
Charisse called to him from the kitchen, "Jonathan, Baby...you got any fruit?"
"Yea, look in the drawer in the fridge," Jonathan replied thinking of how much fun he could have with Charisse and fruit. He decided to get up and see what Charisse was up to. As he came up behind her and saw her bent over the fridge, with her big round ass up in the air, he couldn't help himself. He just wanted one or two strokes and then, he'd be good. He grabbed Charisse by the hips and reached down to see if she was still wet enough. Charisse was more than ready for Jonathan to enter her twitching, wet pussy. He could feel her juices dribble down his hand as soon as he touched her. Damn, was she wet and so hot! Jonathan bent his legs so that he could gain access to Charisse's waiting pussy. He slowly entered her feeling her warmth engulf him and he had to lock his legs for a minute to keep from falling down. The sensation of Charisse's hot, tight, dripping wet pussy surrounding his dick was enough to send him over the edge. He held back the strength of his desire with all the will power he had and gave Charisse two long sensuous strokes before pulling out.
Charisse surprised Jonathan by turning around and dropping to her knees in front of him. In her hand she had a spray can of whip cream. She looked up at him and smiled that smile that let Jonathan know she was going to have some major fun with him and he knew he was going to enjoy every minute of it.