The sweet hum of the coffee machine lulls Lauren 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. Lauren 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 Camila, who is on her knees, mouth stuffed with cock.
Lauren cups Camila's cheek and grazes her thumb along her jaw, her nostrils flaring as Camila's throat tightens around her cock. "Jesus..." She groans, her fingertips touching Camila's cheek as the head of her shaft reshapes her mouth. "D-don't suck too hard, Camz. I just want to feel your warm mouth for a while."
The brunette nods and remains kneeling down before Lauren, breathing through her nose, as the dark 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 Camila's lips wrapped around the base of her cock, her thick meat twitches.
Lauren eases her dick out of Camila's mouth, appreciating the slippery noise that comes from Camila as she licks her lips clean. "Breakfast's ready." She says with a grin, helping Camila stand up before sliding behind her, heavy cock bobbing between her legs as she slides into Camila's slick and hot cunt. Lauren 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 Rachel's breath catch. Lauren wraps her arm around Camila'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." Lauren purrs into Camila's ear, her thrusts becoming deep as she pulls out, all the way, and shoving her meat deep inside the brunette. "It feels fucking amazing..." Coffee spills on the tiled counter, but Lauren doesn't give a damn. She grasps Camila's hips and pounds into her, her face against Camila's back.
Camila pants and grips the edge of the counter until her knuckles pale, her ass rutting back into Lauren while she slams into her, her nails digging into Camila's bare hip. She slaps her ass, palm colliding against the soft, tanned flesh that bounces, as Lauren continued to fuck Camila, her desperate moans making her cock harder. It takes a few more pumps for Lauren to growl and shove her pulsing meat deep into Camila's grasping pussy, her muscles clenching deliciously around her. Lauren grunts and she shoots load, just as Camila shivers, her knees buckling as her orgasm follows directly after.
Lauren grins and holds Camila up until she manages to stand up on her own. Her cock softens but she doesn't pull out. She's too comfortable. Lauren grabs her mug and refills it halfway with coffee. She takes a sip, rolling her hips to gauge how sensitive Camila is, only to grin when the brunette almost drops her half-eaten croissant. "Feel good, huh?" Lauren husks. She spanks her cock warmer's ass and pulls out. A line of cum trickles out of Camila, but Lauren loves seeing her semen drip out, and Camila knows it. So she flexes her pussy muscles, the translucent liquid running down her thigh.
That is usually how they start their day.
After Lauren makes Camila sit on the couch to relax and drink her coffee, she washes the dishes and tells Camila that a client is coming over. Camila smiles at this and nods, offering Lauren her coffee mug and crawling dutifully, like the perfect cock slave that she is, with her asshole and pussy plugged with Lauren's vibrating toys. The dark haired girl watches with a delighted grin as Camila crawls to her office, while Lauren cleans up and takes a quick shower.
Dressed in loose slacks and a dress shirt rolled up to her elbows, Lauren hears the doorbell ring and so she lets her client in. He follows behind Lauren into her office, and as the dark haired girl falls on her leather seat, she catches a glimpse of Camila, eagerly waiting for her. Lauren 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?"
