Beth stirred in the tangled sheets, the morning light filtering through the blinds as she felt the familiar weight of Daniel's arm draped over her. Her husband Matt was miles away on another business trip, leaving her free to indulge in this delicious secret. She stretched, her curves shifting under the thin fabric, when Daniel's hand slid across her belly, fingers tracing lazy circles.
"Mmm, look at you," he whispered, his voice thick with sleep and desire. "Last night was a feast for the senses. Watching you stuff yourself with all that rich food, moaning with every bite, and then letting my cock slide deep into that dripping pussy of yours. God, Beth, I could get used to waking up next to you every morning."
Beth rolled onto her side, her eyes sharp and sparkling with wit. "Careful, Daniel. Flattery like that might get you in trouble. You think one night of me riding your hard cock means you're staking a claim? Matt's out of town, but this is my game. You're just the lucky plaything." She smirked, prodding his chest. "Besides, my ass isn't up for grabs every dawn."
He chuckled, pulling her closer, his breath hot against her neck. "Plaything? That's rich coming from the woman who was panting and horny after I fucked you senseless. Your belly's still full from last night's indulgence, and I'm already hard just thinking about it." His hand wandered lower, cupping her ass with a firm squeeze.
Beth arched an eyebrow, her strong hands pushing him onto his back as she straddled his hips. "Horny? Let's see about that." She reached down, gripping his throbbing cock, stroking it with deliberate pressure. "This cock of yours is eager, isn't it? But if you want more than a tease, you'll earn it." She leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. "How about I give you a blowjob to remind you who's in charge?"
Daniel groaned as she slid down his body, her tongue flicking over his tip before taking him deep. He panted, hands tangling in her hair, but she controlled the rhythm, sucking with wet, deliberate strokes until he was sweating and bucking. "Fuck, Beth, your mouth is wicked."
She pulled back, eyes gleaming, and climbed atop him again, guiding his hard cock into her wet pussy with a gasp. "Wicked? You love it." She rode him hard, her ass slapping against his thighs, both of them panting and dripping with sweat. The tension built explosively as she ground down, her strong thighs flexing, until she came with a cry, her pussy clenching around him. Daniel followed, cum spilling deep inside her as they collapsed in a heated tangle, the room thick with the scent of their passion.
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