Playtime in the Daytime

It’s been a while (too long!), I’ve missed this man whom I barely know aside from friendship and sex.  
 
I figured that was it...we faded out with not talking as much, and eventually we both went silent.  
Two months later, here we are in his bedroom.
It’s playtime. Again.
 
I push him playfully on to the bed. "Lift your butt up."
He leans back on his hands, doing as I say. I tug his jeans down, his boxers along with them. His cock springs up. I kiss him hard on the lips. I rub my face against is stubbly face. Fuck, I love that feeling of roughness on a man’s face. I pull his shirt over his head and toss it on the floor.
 
I get off him and kneel on the ground. I start kissing his belly button, kissing down his happy trail as I reach his hard cock. I stop there and smile up at him.
"You like it when I look up at you while wrapping my mouth around your throbbing cock?"
"Mhm, baby."
"I’ve missed your throbbing, veiny cock," my head goes down.
His cock gets slipperier with my saliva. He starts to thrust his hips up.  
"Oh, fuck. That feels so fucking good," his breath is short.
My hands grips his cock, circling up and down along with my mouth.
"I’m gonna cum. Uh, yeah...uuuuhhhh."
He doesn’t cum because I don’t let him.
 
His cock slides in to me easily. I straddle him, up and down. My sweaty boobs bouncing. He grabs them and starts sucking on my nipples. His lips squeezing them tightly. Smashing them in his face he sucks all over them, nibbling along the way.  
Fuck, his cock is throbbing inside me!
Heavy, hot breathing forms between us as we fuck.  
"Yeah, yeah! UH!" I moan.
I can hear my butt cheeks clapping as they hit his thighs and his swelling, sticky balls hit my crack.  
"BABY! OH YEAH! OH YEAH!" He explodes inside of me.
"Turn around and get on your hands and knees, and spread your ass cheeks apart," he demands.  
I do as he says.
"Now push my cum out of your pussy."
I push and feel a warm, long trickle slide down my pussy.
He quickly runs a finger between my wet lips and leans over me. He brings his finger up to my lips and I suck on it, tasting that salty gooey-ness.  
"How do I taste?" He whispers in my ear.  
"Hmm…" I swirl my tongue around once more on his finger.