Tit-tilating Tuesday morning

It’s been cold in the mornings, and so crisp, I escape early from the bed sometimes to sneak my coffee. Tuesday morning was no different.

Just as I clicked the stove on with milk on it, Ravi’s fingers found my warm waist below my t-shirt.

His cold fingertips always shock me just perfectly. Subdueing the shock with a soft gentle kiss on my neck, he pressed his erection into my ass.

“Ahhhh…Ravi…”

“Mmhhh.. good morning baby…” he mumbled against my skin.. moving his hips slowly.. pressing himself into me again.

The milk had a little more time..

I continued to enjoy my husband’s morning wood snuggling between us in the kitchen between us.

Leaning my head back on his left shoulder, I arched forward slightly .

Ravi’s fingers traced up, grazing my taut nipples..

“aaaaaaahhh” I sighed voicelessly.

He ran the inside of his palm on them repeatedly. His thumbs getting into the game, flicking them, matching it to the rhythm of my voice.. or maybe vice versa :-)

I clasped the side of his boxers and slid them down. While he got them to his feet, I pulled down my own shorts, leaning forward.

Tapping his glistening warm and hard dick against my ass, he glided it between the cheeks.

Without a second warning, Ravi entered me deep. I collapsed low on the kitchen counter top.

Fuckkkk he felt so good inside me..

The silence of the morning and cold in the air, made us warm up to each other real nice.

I swung my t shirt over my head and tossed it down.

Almost naked except for my shorts gathered around one ankle at this point, my body was writhing against Ravi’s as he pumped me from the back.

His hands squeezing my breasts, teasing them, carrying them as they bounced.

His groin slapped into my ass, smacking me over and over again.

Ravi grabbed one of my shoulders as he pounded me faster.

I stood with my feet apart, feeling every inch of Ravi’s hardness wake me up in the best way possible.

The head of his cock making my g-spot come alive with every thrust.

My eyes closed, and breathing hard, I began moaning loudly.

“Ravi..! Baby… yes, don’t stop!’

His fingers snaked around me, cupping my clit and rubbing it.

I squeezed my thighs together as he worked his magic inside and on me.

Breathing deep into my shoulder, Ravi and I came hard in our kitchen this morning.

The milk boiled over. Have a great Tuesday morning.