Phil blushed and looked down at me. Some of his cum had dribbled out of my mouth and was running down my chin. I decided to play a game with him and told him to turn around and bend over. My hand hit his arse cheek hard and he tensed up. "You are a naughty boy aren't you? I didn't say you could cum in my mouth." He apologised, it was barely a whisper and I smacked his arse again before telling him to turn around. "Get your head between my legs and work my clit with your tongue. And don't stop until I tell you to."
He was rock hard again already and he got down on his knees. My legs were open wide as I prepared to feed him. His tongue teased my pussy lips as he skilfully licked around the wall of my pussy before working his way up my wet lips to my hard clit. His long tongue plunged deep into me before he flickered my clit with its tip. I could wait no longer and my body became rigid as my juices flowed onto his mouth. I orgasmed but wanted more.
For the first time he took charge and said "Get in my bedroom so I can fuck you like a whore." Well, what could I say? I climbed onto his bed and got on all fours. "Take me from behind Big Boy" I begged. Within seconds his throbbing dick was deep inside me and he started to fuck me hard and quick. I met his thrusts and again we were cumming, only this time together. We both collapsed and Phil said he'd fetch us a drink, adding, "I've not finished with you get!"
I was still grinning as he came back into the bedroom with two wine glasses. He climbed in bed beside me and kissed me tenderly before saying "Fucking you was great but now we're going to make love."