Urgo felt Linzi climb up on his lap, her panties rubbing up against his still sensitive prick. She pulled his hands away from his face, still smiling. “I’m not mad, baby,” she told him, putting his hands on her chest. “I like to started with a BJ to make sure you’ve got some endurance for round two.”
Urgo’s eyebrows shot up. “Round two?”
Linzi’s smile was almost manic. “You’re gonna be here for hours. I can tell you right now, TV is not that interesting.” With that she leaned down and gave him a full kiss on the lips. A small part of Urgo wanted to recoil, since he had no intention of tasting his own cum, but the better part of him just rolled with it. “So,” she said, barely drawing her lips away from him, her eyes focused on his mouth, “how are you eating pussy?”
Urgo couldn’t remember getting down on his knees, but he soon found himself worshiping at the altar of her box, doing penance with lips and tongue. He held her thighs as her legs draped over his shoulders, and he suckled on her little pearl, biting ever so slightly and lightly licking it with her tongue, and then he’d back off and use a wide flat lick to lap at her lips and clit all at once. Above him, Linzi tweaked her nipples and hefted her breasts. She grabbed her hair and his hair, ran her hands across her face and body, and writhed.
She moaned and squirmed and pushed her snatch up into his face, “Uh, uh, fuck baby, yes,” poured out of her. After a solid ten minutes of his ministrations, Linzi squeezed his head with her legs, arched her back and squealed, collapsing back down afterward and panting, pushing his head away ever so roughly. “Fuck, baby, that’s good eatin’,” she said with a smile.
“I was a little worried,” he said. “It’s been a little while since I’ve had the opportunity to, uh-“
She laughed from her belly. “I. Am. Glad to be the one who got your return to form. Fuck. You’ve got some fucking lung capacity.”
Urgo smiled and kissed her inner thigh. “Well, I had to make up for cumming so quickly.”
She laughed again. “I mean, I thought it would take longer for me, though. I came just this morning.”
Urgo frowned and did some math. “What time?” he asked.
She shrugged. “I had orgsam one out on the drive over here. Mike’s car wreaks of pussy all. the. time.” She leaned forward and kissed his head, then looked down at his crotch.
“LIttle man ready to go yet?” she asked.
Urgo laughed and shook his head. “Not yet, no. It hasn’t been that long.”
Linzi curled an eyebrow at him then laid back, bringing her knees up and setting her feet on the edge of the couch. Urgo just smiled up at her and leaned in. He decided to do something he’d never done before and used his thumb to rub her asshole while he licked at her soaking wet pussy. “Oh, ffffffuck yes!” she said, laying her head back. “I can barely even get Mike to do that. Here.” She reached into the couch cushions and pulled out a small bottle of lube, handing it to him.
“You keep a bottle of lube in the couch cushions?” Urgo asked.
Linzi shrugged. “I lost all sorts of stuff on this couch.” She reached in between the cushion on her other side and the back and pulled out a pair of fuzzy blue handcuffs. She looked at them quizzically. “Are these mine?” She shoved them back in and looked down at Urgo. “Lube up your digits and get in there, baby. Momma’s having a good morning.”
