Sarah sat on the couch in their New York City apartment, dressed in a sexy lingerie that left little to the imagination. She flipped through a magazine, but her mind was elsewhere. She was lost in a fantasy of Tom's hard cock and the way it felt inside of her.
Just as she was getting lost in her thoughts, she heard the front door open. Tom walked in, looking exhausted from a long day at work. But his tiredness quickly turned into excitement when he saw Sarah dressed like that.
"Well, hello there," he said, a playful smile on his face.
Sarah got up from the couch and walked over to Tom. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Tom could feel Sarah's wet pussy against his leg, and he started to get hard.
"Someone's excited," Sarah said, looking up at Tom with a mischievous grin.
Tom laughed. "You're the one who's dressed like that."
Sarah started to unbutton Tom's shirt, playfully insulting him as she went. "An old man like you needs all the help he can get," she said.
Tom laughed again. "Shut up and stop being so mean."
Sarah continued to undress Tom, kissing his chest and stomach as she went. She could feel his hard cock through his pants, and she started to get even wetter.
"Stop teasing me," Tom said, his voice husky with desire. "Take it out."
Sarah obliged, pulling Tom's hard cock out of his pants. She started to stroke it, making Tom sweat and pant with pleasure.
"Suck it," Tom said, his voice getting louder. "Make me cum."
Sarah took Tom's cock in her mouth, sucking and stroking it. Tom moaned, feeling Sarah's wet mouth on his cock. He told her to suck it harder, and she obliged.
As Sarah sucked Tom's cock, she started to play with her pussy. She was so wet and turned on that she couldn't help but touch herself. Tom could feel Sarah's wet pussy on her fingers, and he moaned even louder.
"Finger yourself," he said, his voice getting louder. "Make yourself cum."
Sarah did as she was told, still sucking Tom's cock and playing with her pussy. She moaned loudly, making Tom cum in her mouth. They both collapsed on the floor, entwined and spent.
"That was the surprise of the century," Tom said, still panting.
Sarah laughed. "I'll have to do that more often."
Tom pulled Sarah close, kissing her deeply. "I can't wait."
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