Sun barely up, coffee pot still cold. He walks into the kitchen shirtless, reaching for cereal. I block him, drop to my knees in tiny sleep shorts and loose tee, yank his boxers down and whisper “no breakfast until you fill my pussy deep.” I push him against the counter, climb up, spread wide and guide his thick cock raw into my soaked heat in one hungry drop. Counter shakes with every hard thrust, my legs wrapped tight around him moaning “deeper, breed me first.” Tits bounce under the tee, nails digging into his shoulders as I grind harder begging “fill me now.” I cum shaking, pussy pulsing tight around him. He grips my hips, slams balls-deep and unloads thick ropes deep inside my pulsing pussy, cum overflowing and dripping down my thighs onto the tile while I kiss him laughing “now you can eat… after round two.”
