The coming night, shadows filling her little study, the glow of the computer screen. They created a perfect silhouette of Sue. Jim watched her from the doorway. Light from the living room reached far enough in to see her bare shoulders. She's wearing a tank top, its grey strap visible. Another strap, part of it can be seen, thin, white, ghostly in the darkening room, standing out on her tan skin. There's a stirring in his pants. Jim loves to see Sue in her undies, her warm tea with a little milk color skin. It wasn't easy for Sue to sun bathe in their back yard, Jim barely gave her an hour before ravaging her body.
He made an adjustment to his bulging cock, then went into her study. She smiled, feeling his lips under her ear, trailing down to her shoulder. "Not now babe, I'm writing to my sister." She squirmed, feeling his lips on her upper back, going higher to her neck. She can see her reflection in the screen, her smile wide.
His hands rubbed her shoulders, lips moving just under her hair line. Her fingers kept hitting the wrong keys. "Babe..." Her smile becoming wider, her body feeling what his touch does. Moving around her right side, lips moving down her muscled neck. "Want me to stop?" More wrong keys struck, more corrections. "Yes." Her nipples, poking through her bra and tank said otherwise.
Moving across her cheek, kissing the corner of her mouth was all she could take. Turning her chair, her mouth open slightly, whatever she was going to say was forgotten. His cock was out, she barely saw it sticking out of the fly of his slacks before it filled her mouth.
Deep hungry moans from Jim, her mouth sucking every inch in, moving back, her saliva dripping from its steel shaft, till her lips sucked the crown, back in she sucked him, looking up into his face. The heat in her body turned her soft brown eyes to a rich dark. His hands cupped her breasts, thumb and finger tweaking her hard nubs. A hot cable from her nipples to her pussy made her deepest flesh twitch.
Her fingers fumbled as she tried to undo his pants, instead she ripped his slacks and briefs down his legs. She sucked one ball, her tongue lifting it, lips sucking, the same attention to the other. Her hand stroked his cock, palm sliding over her saliva like liquid ice. Jim was thrusting into her hand, hands on her head.
Standing, his cock against her mound, its heat burning through her shorts. Jim's fast fingers had her shirt over her head, her bra unsnapped as the shirt floated to the floor. On his knees, teeth nibbling her erect eraser size nipples, his hand rubbing swelling lips, their shape clearly seen from the computer screens glow. In a flash, her shorts and panties pooled around her ankles. Sitting her in the chair, her left foot on the desk, the other over his shoulder, calf behind his heard, guiding him to her hot pussy.
Her hips rose to his open mouth, tongue a wild serpent between her legs. Licking, sucking, biting all of her. Her left foot kicked her mouse around on the desk, the desk was pushed hard against the wall, her heel pushing the edge as she came, not once, but twice, two back to back intense orgasms from his gifted mouth.
The chair was no good, wheels that didn't lock. But the back of the couch in the living room was handy. Her hands gripped, knuckles turning white. His cock fucked her heated pussy, balls slapping her lips repeatedly. His hands held her shoulders, pushing her down into his thrusts. Only her toes remained on the floor. The force of his bulging cock, hard, deep thrusts lifted her soles with each core reaching fuck into her. Her G spot was pummeled by the thick stem of his cock. Her thighs were sticky with her cum, trails running down her skin to her knees. His thighs under her's kept her body up as orgasms took the strength out of her legs.
Her mouth his, hands holding her head tight, cock fucking through tight lips, balls banging under her chin. "Here it comes!!!" He pulls out, she loves Jim stroking his cock. His hand pumps fast, his whole body locks in a tense wait. His chiseled face grimaces, an intense look of pain as he pumps. "OH BABE OH FUCK H...HERE..." ropes of cum splatter her breasts, her neck, chin, cheek. Her lips close over the head, sucking, long squirts over her tongue, running down her throat. It's thickness now a thin stream as the heat in her mouth melts his cum.
"Oh no," looking at her computer, Sue sees a reply from her sister, it says can't you two control yourselves? She looks to her sent box, opening it, she sees the message she was writing when Jim started kissing her. Here's what she read, I think he works too hard, long hours, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, he's kissing me there, he has to stop, but I don't want him to. Oh yes, I'm so wet, I want him to fuck me. As she finishes reading, Jim is looking over her shoulder, "oh," he says, then laughs.