The morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, painting Lena Paul's blonde hair in a golden halo. She leaned against the counter, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She wore only a pair of silk panties, barely concealing her busty naturals. "Morning, sleepyhead," she purred as Seth Gamble entered, already hard with desire.
"You look like you need a wake-up call," Seth growled, his voice thick with lust. He didn't wait for an answer, pulling her close and sinking into a passionate kiss. Lena responded with equal fervor, her hands exploring his chest, her big tits pressed against him. The kiss deepened, turning into a frenzied exchange of tongues, leading to intense deep throating.
Seth broke the kiss, his eyes burning into hers. He grabbed her ass, giving it a playful spanking that made Lena gasp. "You've been a bad girl," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "You need to be punished." He then began to titty fuck her, burying his face between her breasts, sucking and biting until she cried out in pleasure.
Lena arched her back, her fingers digging into his hair. "Harder," she moaned, her voice raspy with need. He continued his assault, his pace quickening until she was on the verge of climax. He pulled back slightly, staring into her eyes, and slowly began to finger her wet, trimmed pussy hair. She came in a series of shuddering gasps, collapsing against him. Her body was shaking with the force of her female orgasm.
Seth, fueled by her pleasure, grabbed a nearby towel and quickly cleaned himself off, before pulling Lena close for one final, lingering kiss. They stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other's arms, the remnants of their passion still swirling in the air. As he withdrew, a thick stream of cum shot down her belly, the reward for her morning seduction, and his intense rough sex. This morning's blowjob and handjob were the perfect start to a passionate day.