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My Lip Gloss is Poppin'

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Natasha was in the process of getting ready for work; a last minute meeting she had no desire of going to on a Saturday morning, but it only is anticipated to last about an hour, then she'd be able to come home and spend the day with you like she'd always intended to do today.

She shut the tap off, settled her toothbrush back in the jar beside yours, and applied a layer of red tinted lipgloss, to finish off her makeup.

Looking at her phone she noticed she had an hour before she had to be to the compound, and it was only a fifteen minute drive on her motorbike, so she smiled at the thought of cuddling you close for the next thirty minutes.

As she went to open the door though she was alarmed by the sounds of your whimpering, the woman nearly tore the wood off its hinges as the fear that you were maybe being hurt set in. She wasn't at all prepared to see what she did.

There you laid on your stomach sound asleep, the blankets now strewn all about while your hips squirmed and rutted into the bed., "Mm, mommy please.," your muffled words sent a wave of need throughout the redheads body, all she could think about now was destroying you, the way your body clearly needed her to do.

"Oh shit.," she cursed, the glorious sight of your drenched, exposed panties the last straw for her., "You're always so desperate detka.," she groaned while shifting you onto your back, her hand palmed you over the lace, and her lips sucked firmly against the skin of your throat.

"N-natty?," your consciousness slowly seeped in, and the questions you were going to ask died in your mind as she began to rub faster., "Mommy's here to help you detka, you were a sweet mess, moaning for me in your sleep."

"Cause I just need you so bad mommy.," she smiled softly at you, the kind of smile she had only ever shown to you, it managed to say those three pesky words to you she'd once feared saying before she made peace within.

"I don't have long before I have to go my love.,"a whimper of disappointment left you as soon as the words left her lips, but through a playful smirk she kissed away your worries., "Don't worry detka, mommy's going to help you first."

Natasha slid your panties to the side, offering you immense pleasure as her middle finger slowly circled your clit while her other hand slid your shirt over your head so that she could swirl her tongue around your sensitive areola.

"Mommy, more please.," the words left you in a strangled moan as she was already teasing your entrance with her digit while still abusing both your clit, and nipples with a subtle expertise.

"Patience detka, mommy knows best.," she reminded to which you softly huffed, but nonetheless resumed moaning over whining.

Natasha knew how to wind you up, it was really no effort at all to get you pliant and desperate. Her honest intent is to bring you over the edge as promised, but more importantly she wants to get you so desperate that you crave more. Her hope is to leave you a moping mess when she inevitably heads to work. This way her mission briefing flies by as the anticipation to destroy you after with her strap builds.

Your back arched off the mattress when the redhead suddenly entered you with three of her long fingers while her teeth nibbled into the plush skin of your breasts leaving you gasping.

With the help of your scandalous sleepy time endeavors, and her current ministrations you were losing your mind in record time. Every thrust of hers was met with your hips own thrusting, and her mouth marking you up only made the pit in your stomach tighten; being hers was a source of pride for you, so wearing her marks was an honor you didn't take lightly.

Natasha curled her fingers on every third thrust, making you gasp each time, and your legs began to tremble with all this exertion. Your orgasm finally washed over you as her tongue invaded your mouth, and her thumb claimed its place against your throbbing clit.

"Oh mommy.," you cried, her hand sped up, and you continued to cry as she monopolized on your orgasm, keeping the pleasure coursing through your exhausted form., "Thank you.," the words left your lips in a repetitive string as she fucked you into a near mindless state.

Natasha caught a glimpse of the clock, cursing in Russian at the time having slipped away.

"I know detka.," she whispered reassuringly as her fingers slid from inside you with a loud squelching sound., "Mommy doesn't want to do this, but I have to go to the compound."

"On a Saturday?," you questioned with a pout.

She nodded sadly as her fingers were now in her mouth., "Fuck, I can't wait to taste you later detka, I'll have you ride my face, then if you were a good girl you'll get my strap."

An uncontainable whimper left you at the arousing idea, and she leaned down to peck your lips for a likely final time., "Be good."

"Wait, your gloss is ruined, lemme help fix it.," you wiped away the smudged red stain from around her lips, and you smiled proudly., "Thank you sweetheart.," she gently kissed you, catching your soft gasp as she ran her pointer finger through your slit to collect your release.

She pulled away with a cocky smirk, observing your scrunched up features as you regulated once more., "Sorry.," she chuckled, a true sign that she wasn't sorry whatsoever., "Mommy needed a suitable replacement.," she winked, and your mouth fell open as she ran her finger over her plump limps, a thin sheen of your slick now serving as a unique cosmetic choice.

It was honestly the hottest thing you'd ever seen, your wife was about to sit in a room with her esteemed colleagues with your essence proudly layered on her lips. It had you rubbing your thighs together without any hesitation.

"I'll be back shortly detka, don't you even think of touching yourself, mommy will know.," with a devious wink sent your way she was gone out the door , and you fell into the mattress with a huff., "My Natty, and her annoying spy senses."

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Bonus fic during my hiatus

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