I’m relaxing, daydreaming, on the couch after lunch. You come over and sit across my lap and play with my hair. As you pull yourself closer for a kiss, I spread my legs, so you slide between them to place your bum on the couch.

Our kissing intensifies, as I move my hand under your shirt to fondle your breasts. You whimper your approval while raising the shirt slightly,

I hold your head with the other hand and bring you closer, for a harder kiss. You wriggle your bum against my bulge and take a deep breath, as I move your skirt up.

My hand moves up your thigh in search of your treasure. I pause. The glint in your eyes tells me that you want me to continue.

You move to give me access. Two fingers enter you, to a sigh. I feel your lovely, very wet folds and ripples. With my thumb pressing your clit, I slowly move my fingers inside you.

Your hand moves behind my neck to hold me in place, for a firmer lip press, as we kiss with greater urgency. You want to come. I stop so you don’t.

The kiss eases with a disappointed moan, so I wriggle my fingers across your g-spot. Your breathing picks up pace again slightly but deepens. I feel your hips rise as you pull my head closer again.

My fingers move faster as I sense you don’t want your orgasm delayed again. Cum for me, my sweetheart. Let my fingers feel you cum.

You buck. You moan. You moan again. Your pussy squelches.

You break off the kiss. A deep guttural moan as you squeeze my finger. You buck again. You squirt and squirt again.

A final buck and you flop relaxed onto my arm. You pull my head close for another long kiss, and whisper, “Thank you!”

“And thank you for my wet jeans,” I chuckle.

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