New Life

Lola Fae lounges on the couch in nothing but an open robe. She watches Mick Blue come through the door. He's still in his shirt and badge. Her bare feet are tucked under her. The robe slips off one shoulder. Mick says nothing. She stands and steps close, pushes the robe to the floor. She kisses him once. Her hand slips between his legs and stays there. He hardens under her fingers. Lola drops to her knees without a word and opens his belt. She takes him in her mouth and stays low, shoulders back, letting him feel how warm she is. Mick holds the back of her head and rocks forward. She sucks until spit slides down her chin and over his balls. She moves lower and sucks each one, slow, letting her tongue work. Mick pulls her up and turns her around. He pushes her over the back of the couch, spreads her cheeks, and runs two wet fingers around her tight hole. She stays still while he works them in. When she opens he leans down and runs his tongue over the same spot. She moans into the cushion. Mick straightens. He takes his cock, wet from her mouth, and presses the head to her ass. Lola reaches back and holds herself open. He pushes in a few inches, waits, then sinks deeper. She takes every inch. He moves slow, letting her feel every stretch. When he pulls out he turns her around again and guides her mouth back to his shaft. She cleans him off with steady strokes of her tongue, tasting herself on him. He holds her jaw and watches her work. The afternoon light moves across the floor while they stay there, breathing hard, her lips still wrapped around him.