Sex Mug

The sex I had this morning was so good. We had the whole place to ourselves, we got to be as loud as we wanted. For hours we fucked, different positions, different rooms, on the couch, in the kitchen. After countless orgasms, we hopped into the steamy shower. I stood, one leg up against the wall, the other behind his back. He licked me front to back, eat my pussy so good. This lasted for a few minutes, before I came on his face. He was so surprised, the water quickly washed it off, but it turned him on quick. His dick stood straight up, he was hard as a rock. Bending me over, he fucked me. The shower was definitely steamy. Shortly after, he laid me down in the center of the bed, gently. This was a huge turn on. He kissed me softly before spreading my legs. He pulled the towel open slowly, teasing me. Lowering his head, he kissed my inner thighs. Next, the clit, he circled his tongue, hitting every sensation. I threw my head back in ecstasy. I claw my shiny red nails through his hair. This turns him on even more. Now he needs more, he wants to taste me. He takes two fingers and slides them into my tight wet pussy. Going back and forth in a “come here” motion. This drove me insane. I grabbed his towel, exposing his erection. He went on top and mounted me perfectly. We made love in missionary for a little while, he held my legs over his body and sucked on my white toes.