
"But, I'm making something to eat." He replied as if he had a choice anymore. His 29" waist and tight ass looked so damned cute; my breasts needed to be pressed against his perfectly defined back.
Roomy was trapped now between me and the counter, surprised a bit. I wrapped my arms around his small waist as my hands rushed underneath his boxer briefs. Stroking his cock with limited space, I demanded again, "I want sex.". I realized this was not going to be easy. He tried blowing out his non existent stomach so I could not go any further, and tried to finish making his sandwich. It was a sausage sandwich by the way. Hehe. His attempts were to no avail as I undid his pants and dropped them past his tight ass.
He turned around and looked at me, food in hand and began to leave the kitchen!. I had to act fast. My hands quickly took his pants to his ankles. Now, Roomy was slow running out of the kitchen with his pants at his ankles and a sausage sandwich in his hand. I was on my knees crawling after him, grabbing at his slender legs. I begged for his cock in my mouth, and to put down the damned food. Finally, he did just that.
Looking up at him on my knees, a trail of my own clothes behind me, I stuffed his cock in my mouth which was already quite hard. I sucked it so deep, it actually went down my throat over and over. I could feel my pussy dripping from his hard cock taking over my face.
We went to the couch and I climbed on top of him, lowering my pussy on his erect cock. I began bouncing up and down on it. I almost immediately orgasmed due to how long it had been since we last had sex. After a little while longer, he pulled out and came.
I licked up every last drop of his cum.