He headed back to the bedroom for one last look around and that was when he heard the front door opening. He turned around to find her standing behind him, looking at him intently. Her face was already flushed and it was in that moment that he realized she was as turned on as he was at the prospect of this day.

She walked towards him and kissed him deeply. She pulled back leaving them both a little breathless and whispered, "I am so wet. I have been thinking about this all day. I couldn’t wait to get home to you."

He smiled and replied, "I love you baby and I am so excited to share this day with you."

She leaned in and kissed him again wrapping her arms around his neck and tangling her fingers through his hair. She pressed against him so tightly that his cock pressed into her tummy. He trailed his hands across her back and hugged her to him tightly.

She stepped back and looked around the room. He had set mirrors up on both sides of the bed and had set a chair on an angle at the bottom of the bed. There were candles throughout the room. The atmosphere was very relaxing. He took her hand and led her to the chair so that she could sit down. He walked over once she was seated and turned on some soft music.

He turned back towards her and looking deep into her eyes never breaking eye contact he began to unbutton his shirt. He swayed in time to the music and slowly slid the shirt down his arms. He tossed the shirt aside and set about undoing his jeans. He slid them off his hips and turned around so that she could watch as he slipped them off his ass. He slowly pushed them down his thighs and down his long, muscled legs before stepping out of them completely. He stood in front of her completely naked with his cock standing at attention. She was getting very turned on by the fact that he was performing for her. He was still slowly swaying to the music and she loved the way his body looked in the mirrors as the candles reflected all around him.

He walked towards her but when she went to touch him he stepped out of her reach and smiled a sexy smile.

He whispered as he shook his head, "No baby, you can’t touch, you can only watch."

He walked over to the bed and laid on it. He looked at her as his hands traveled south and began to stroke his hard cock. She loved his cock and wanted to touch him so badly but she knew the rules, she wasn’t allowed to touch him, she was only allowed to watch him as he pleased himself. He picked up a bottle of oil and poured some into his hand. He rubbed his hands together to warm the oil and then slowly grasped his cock and began to stroke it. She watched him as his hand slipped up and down on his massive member. It was so slick and smooth with the oil. He sighed softly as his grip tightened around his cock. He imagined that the wet, warmth he was feeling was actually her pussy sliding over him. He closed his eyes and reached between his legs to play with his balls. He squeezed them gently and then a little harder. She watched his face in the mirror. The desire that was visible on his face was making her very wet. She wanted to crawl on top of him and lower her hot box over him. She was so turned on watching him stroke himself.

He continued to stroke and she whispered, "Hold your cock tighter. Stroke it faster."

He did as she asked and between the tightness wrapped around his cock and the tingling in his balls he knew that his orgasm wasn’t far off. He started to stroke faster and he could literally feel his cum burning up his shaft wanting to explode.

She whispered, "Please baby, I want to see you shot your beautiful load all over the place."

It was all the encouragement he needed. A few strokes later his body arched and his cock exploded. His cum was shooting out of him and covering his hand and belly. He could hear her breathing, altered from the end of the bed. He looked at her and the passion that burned within her eyes seared his soul.

She came to the bed and kissed him deeply. Then she leaned down and licked his cum off his tummy. He moaned as her mouth cleaned him up.

Then she kissed him again and whispered, "My turn."

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