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The Cottage

John walked into to the tiny cottage by the seaside and found Gwen waiting for him on the settee. The view stopped him momentarily in the doorway. The rock fireplace behind her was burning brightly; casting a silhouette on her body and making her shiny red hair look like the fire itself.

She turned around when the door didn't close immediately, letting in a bit of the cold sea air, and leaned her chin on the back of the settee, smiling at him.

"It's a bit chilly out there lover, why don't you come in here and get warmed up?"

"Mmmm. That sounds like a good plan to me," he crooned while taking off his thick overcoat and kicking the door shut. He walked over to her, and found her naked. "Ahhhh baby, just the way I like it! Help me out of these clothes."

She loved his voice. Being from the United States, his Scottish accent was like magic to her; and he was oral during sex in more ways than one. He talked. He told her what he was going to do, what he was doing, and asked how she like what they did. His mouth did wonders of its own too; kissing, licking sucking... teasing her until she was begging him to fuck her.

Gwen stood in front of him and divested him quickly of his clothing and work boots. She stared at the glorious body in front of her. She knew walking down a street, neither of them would be picked out to be models, but he was her Genie.

The firelight glowed on his body as she stared up at him from her knees. Slowly she ran her hands from his feet up, watching his eyes.

"You want him? You want to suck my cock? Have it slide deep in that pretty mouth of yours? Well, what are you waiting for!" he ordered.

At that, Gwen took his thick cock in one hand and slowly, as to enjoy the taste that was him, took his head into her mouth, moaning and swirling her tongue on the sensitive underside.

"That's it baby. Take him in. You know you like it." John moaned. She took more and more of him in, until he was hitting the back of her throat then slid him out, wet and shining. Again and again she slowly took him in, while reaching down and stroking his balls with the hand that wasn't holding him.

"Oh, you like me fucking your face," John groaned, grabbing Gwen's hair and pumping his hips as his climax grew close. She could feel it as his cock began to throb in her mouth. She moaned, and stroked his balls more. "Yeah, baby! I'm going to cum in your mouth. You like that, huh, baby? You like to swallow me down that pretty throat! But you want it in your hot, wet pussy. Don't worry baby, you'll get it there too!"

She felt the beginnings of his orgasm, and sucked a little extra hard and reached around to grab his ass cheeks.

With one last, deep, thrust into Gwen's mouth, he roared, "Oh fuck! I'm cumming baby! OH! YES!"

Breathing hard and fast he pulled out of her and looked down to see her licking her lips. "It's your turn baby!"