Caminah Smuts

Keep Me Warm

The sweet hum of the coffee machine lulls Camila back to her sleepy stupor, the cool winter morning creeping along up her spine. The crisp and heady aroma of her brewing coffee is enough for her to be hypnotized. She pours out the coffee in two cups, stirs in liquid creamer and a bit of sugar, before leaning against the counter and taking the first sip of the day. Camila throws a couple of croissants into the toaster oven without moving her feet, grunting as she shoves the toaster oven's door shut. She grins down at Dinah, who is on her knees, mouth stuffed with cock.

Camila cups Dinah's cheek and grazes her thumb along her jaw, her nostrils flaring as Dinah's throat tightens around her cock. "Jesus..." She groans, her fingertips touching Dinah's cheek as the head of her shaft reshapes her mouth. "D-don't suck too hard, D. I just want to feel your warm mouth for a while."

The blonde nods and remains kneeling down before Camila, breathing through her nose, as the brown haired girl smears vegan cream cheese on one croissant, and Nutella on the other with a shaky hand. Her cock is stiff and beyond hard, and every time she glances down to see Dinah's lips wrapped around the base of her cock, her thick meat twitches.

Camila eases her dick out of Dinah's mouth, appreciating the slippery noise that comes from Dinah as she licks her lips clean. "Breakfast's ready." She says with a grin, helping Dinah stand up before sliding behind her, heavy cock bobbing between her legs as she slides into Dinah's slick and hot cunt. Camila stays there, nibbling on her breakfast and drinking her coffee, hips flush against her cock warmer's ass.

She thrusts in shallow undulations, enough to make Dinah's breath catch. Camila wraps her arm around Dinah's stomach and palms her bare tits. She's finished with her breakfast, and it is almost time for a second one. "You make my cock so sensitive to your heat." Camila purrs into Dinah's ear, her thrusts becoming deep as she pulls out, all the way, and shoving her meat deep inside the blonde. "It feels fucking amazing..." Coffee spills on the tiled counter, but Camila doesn't give a damn. She grasps Dinah's hips and pounds into her, her face against Dinah's back.

Dinah pants and grips the edge of the counter until her knuckles pale, her ass rutting back into Camila while she slams into her, her nails digging into Dinah's bare hip. She slaps her ass, palm colliding against the soft, tanned flesh that bounces, as Camila continued to fuck Dinah, her desperate moans making her cock harder. It takes a few more pumps for Camila to growl and shove her pulsing meat deep into Dinah's grasping pussy, her muscles clenching deliciously around her. Camila grunts and she shoots her load, just as Dinah shivers, her knees buckling as her orgasm follows directly after.

Camila grins and holds Dinah up until she manages to stand up on her own. Her cock softens but she doesn't pull out. She's too comfortable. Camila grabs her mug and refills it halfway with coffee. She takes a sip, rolling her hips to gauge how sensitive Dinah is, only to grin when the blonde almost drops her half-eaten croissant. "Feel good, huh?" Camila husks. She spanks her cock warmer's ass and pulls out. A line of cum trickles out of Dinah, but Camila loves seeing her semen drip out, and Dinah knows it. So she flexes her pussy muscles, the translucent liquid running down her thigh.

That is usually how they start their day.

After Camila makes Dinah sit on the couch to relax and drink her coffee, she washes the dishes and tells Dinah that a client is coming over. Dinah smiles at this and nods, offering Camila her coffee mug and crawling dutifully, like the perfect cock slave that she is, with her asshole and pussy plugged with Camila's vibrating toys. The brown haired girl watches with a delighted grin as Dinah crawls to her office, while Camila cleans up and takes a quick shower.

Dressed in loose slacks and a dress shirt rolled up to her elbows, Camila hears the doorbell ring so she lets her client in. He follows behind Camila into her office, and as the brown haired girl falls on her leather seat, she catches a glimpse of Dinah, eagerly waiting for her. Camila scoots closer and she feels a hand working on unbuttoning her fly to take her cock out. "So, what can I do for you today, Mr. Leeson?"