He looks me in the eye, and begins to slowly fuck me, allowing our body heat and deliberate movements to create a slow friction that builds and builds. Porn I explain: “I’m going to cook you a meal.” I pull out the spaghetti and the ingredients for a marinara sauce. I begin to ride him, fast and furious. His brother walks in. I kiss the spot right above his cock, sucking slightly. We discuss it one day while out shopping for Halloween costumes. I buck my hips back at him, trying to get his dick into me deeper. He groans in frustration, and I quickly jump up to stir, reset the timer, and run back to him on the carpet. He thrusts up into my mouth, and I begin to circle and slide my hand up and down in rhythm with my sucking. He only slows down, making me scream for him to give me what I want. Slung over my shoulder is a bag of groceries.
