Dirty Dishes

Cleaning the dishes; Feels him come up from behind,

Rubbing her inner thigh; While kissing on her ear,

Nothing said... Not a word; Going with the flow;

It's crystal clear to what; Their body language speaks,

Her breath is panting; Mind gets completely distracted,

Feeling his erection; Pressing against her,

His hands coming up; Squeezing to her breast,

Becoming more than wet; Yearning to be fucked hard,

Suddenly feels herself swung; Bent over the table,

Around her ankles; Drops her bottoms,

His big full erection; Entering her canal,

Clinching strongly to the edges; Absorbing him in,

Grabbing to her hips; He slowly begins to thrust,

To allow him in deeper; Reaches behind and opens up,

Pounding into her body; Loudly becomes her screams,

Objects dropping to the floor; Both craving for more,

Pushes him back; Forcing him in a chair,

Straddles him and sways; As she takes him for a ride,

He's lips on her collarbone; Sucking on her hard nipples,

Seat becoming drenched; Squirting all over him,

Grasping her firm ass; The tensity in his body,

Both cum at the same time; Putting this moment to an end,

The shaking of her frame; Keeping him turned on,

Slowly rocking back and forth; Kissing with passion,

Things moving faster; His dick still full and strong,

Getting it on a second time; As she continues to ride,

Working her middle; Finally something said,

He looks in her eyes; Says... "You're so amazing"