I walked into the kitchen to see you with your back to me, dressed in just a tank top and a pair of plain black panties.

Thoughts of the previous night came flooding back to me as I remembered the way you had fucked my brains out, taking me to places I had never been. We spent the night wrapped in each other with our scent filling the air.

I was quiet, walking softly through the kitchen to you as you stood at the coffee machine. I walked up and kissed your shoulder, the marks left from our love making plain to see. I wrapped my arms around you and whispered good morning in your ear. Your head fell back and I kissed your mouth softly, tasting you, tasting us.

I put my hands on your shoulders and stepped a pace back, allowing my hands to slide up and down your back and then to your bum. I squeezed and moved closer, kissing your shoulder as my hand moved down and slipped between your legs.

You sighed as you felt my hand on your pussy, fingers pressing gently against your mound. As you parted your legs, you turned your head to kiss me in that way you have. That beautiful erotic way that turns me on so much.

You felt my fingers pressing against your clit, circling as we stood there next to the coffee machine in your kitchen. My other hand slipped under your top and cupped your left breast, squeezing it gently as my fingers circled a little harder around your clit.

As you sighed and leant forward, my hand slipped into your panties and gently held you in such a way to allow my fingers to tease your entrance.

You were already wet and my middle finger slipped gently in, opening you, going deeper, before slowly going out, only to go back in again.

You leant forward so your breasts were against the kitchen top, my middle finger slowly sliding in and out of your beautiful pussy. I could feel my hard cock straining, throbbing. I was desperate to fuck you again.

My hand moved and slid your panties down over your thighs and off. Your legs parted further as I ran my fingers over your wet pussy, rubbing your clit a little before taking my cock and rubbing it on your clit and then up and down over your pussy lips.

"God, I want you," I whispered. I placed my cock at your entrance and my hands on your hips. In one movement, I pushed forward, my cock opening you, filling you as I went deeper.

I heard you moan quietly and you squeezed your pussy around my cock as I buried it deep inside you. Then I began to fuck you slowly, sliding my hard cock out all the way then back in deep. Every stroke was strong, deliberate and meant with all the passion I had for you.

In deep, out all the way. In deep, out all the way. In deep, out all the way. In deep, out all the way. In deep, out all the way. In deep, out all the way. In deep, out all the way. 

My hands began to pull and push you as I began to go faster and harder, deeper, harder, faster, picking up the pace as you started to push back on me. I reached forward and grabbed your hair, gently tugging it as I accelerated.

Both of us breathing harder and deeper as I fucked you in your kitchen, the pleasure mounting in both of us. My right hand reaching round to rub your clit as my cock went hard in and out. 

I could feel your pussy beginning to tighten as you thrust back harder making sure my cock was going deep, so deep. I let go of your hair and you reached round to hold my arm as we went faster harder deeper, fucking each other's brains out.

"Oh, fuck yes." I could sense you were close and that heightened my pleasure. 

Then it hit me. My orgasm exploded, causing me to drive my cock in hard. My orgasm tipped you over the edge, your body giving away at the moment as I collapsed onto you, panting with you as one, my cum filling your pussy.

As we recovered, you turned and we kissed, my hand in your hair as our lips and tongues savoured the moment.

You broke the kiss and smiled wickedly and whispered, "Coffee, sir?"