Breakfast is my favorite meal

Breakfast has always been my favorite meal. Today was no different.
Wearing a short silk robe and my hair pulled back,  I stood at the stove prepping the food.
Your "I just showered" dance plays out through the hallway and you sauntered your way into the kitchen... naked as always.
You come up behind me and kiss my exposed neck. Oohhwee.. that makes my body respond.
I push myself back a little and feel your hard cock up against my ass...poking.. knocking on the door to that warm tight cave it has grown to need.  
I arch my back so my pussy becomes the target of the head of your swollen cock.  You slip one hand under my robe, groping my breast.. squeezing it as you pull me against your body.  
I swallow hard thinking of my tongue dancing all around that tip and it makes me drop to my knees.
What a beautiful site.
Taking your cock to my lips, I let my tongue flick the edges.  
I lay it down on to my tongue creating that suction move you've desired since our first night together.  You slide your hands down to my pony tail and in a gentle yet commanding manner you slide my head down your shaft.. allowing me to lick your balls while taking in your entire delicious bulge.  
With a few lust filled pumps of my head I can feel you explode as you moan my name with a deep groan.  The warmth of your juice makes my dripping pussy ache.
With one motion, you sit me on top of the countertop and in full eye contact, using both hands, spread my legs opened, exposing me and my pulsing kitty.
Watching you drop to your knees and start to lick every drop of love my pussy created while sucking you off... yes baby... yes.  My clit so hard and so sensitive I drench your face with a full on explosion.  The ecstasy is so intense and I may have cum one more time, simply watching myself drip from your beard.

I may have burned the eggs, but that's okay.  We laughed our asses off because we've been burning foods quite regularly.... something about breakfast...