Sunday morning Cake.

Breathing in your sensuality, as the scent of sweet cake on a warm Sunday morning.  
Sweet temptation, almost unbearable when hungry.  
 
Unnoticed I stand naked behind you. You are as well.  
"Good morning", I whisper softly....
As you turn, a smile forms around My lips. You are breathtaking.  
Out of fear, and because I am naked, you suddenly drop something.

"I have been watching you for so long".  
I'm guided by blind wild passion, followed by a hint of curiosity.  
"What...?! Walking towards you, My skin pressing against yours,  
nipples piercing...Fingers on your lips, making sure you can't speak.  
"Sttt! Don't speak!".  
 
Hands follow their path over your naked hot body.  
Roughly, pushing you against the counter.  
Pushing your hands aside, straight towards My goal.  
A sigh is leaving your lips ..
Can hear you trying to say something, but lack of breath prevents speaking.  
 
Deeper & harder I'm taking that beautiful cock inside My mouth.  
Had to wait, too long. Love the feeling of fully incorporating you into Me.  
No longer able to control My gluttony. Every drop, every deep moan,  
every touch of your hands on the back of My head  
helping Me to take you in even deeper,  
the movements of your body,  
your hard dick at the back of My throat,  
makes Me forget everything around Me.  
 
Like it had done so many times,  
in those moments I've been looking through the window,  
watching you and your wife.  
Looking at how passionate but rough you had been fucking her.  
How you've made her bag for more, every single time.  
 
After you greedily squirt your hot thick sperm into the back of My throat,  
making it run down My eager lips, blurry eyes are looking at Me.  
"Who.. who are you?". Fingers sliding through My wet lips,  
placing them inside his mouth.  
"Only thing you need to know, is the taste of My wet cunt".  
Such a willing mouth, lips enclosing My finger,  
absorbing My taste as if it were that sweet cake on a warm Sunday morning.  
 
Slowly I turn around and disappear, just moments before the wife enters the room.  
Leaving him with a red-colored face, sperm stains on the floor.  
"Long for Me" .. I whisper softly.