For some reason she had taken exception to something at her birthday meal. Hadn't heard from her for a few days and was beginning to think it was over.
Saturday afternoon, just say relaxing watching some rubbish television when I heard the front door open. She walked through to where I was sitting, didn't say a word, just lent forward and gave me a passionate kiss.
Again without speaking she started to undo my trousers. Pulled them off along with my underwear and started to stroke my cock. Didn't take much to get me hard at which point she knelt down and took me in her mouth, something she had always told me she wasn't keen on.
Gave a really sloppy bj, taking as much of me as she could. After a couple of minutes she stood up, grabbed my cock and led me upstairs to the bedroom. Told me to take my shirt off and lie back. She quickly stripped and straddled me. Worked her way up my body to present me with her pussy right over my mouth.
She was obviously soaking wet. Pulled her down and buried my tongue as deep in her pussy as possible while reaching up and squeezing her nipples. Moved my tongue to her clit and she rode my face. Covered me with her juices. After a few minutes she just screamed and pushed down as hard as she could.
Took a second to recover herself then slide down and sank her pussy onto my cock. She went wild, riding me as hard as she could. I told her I wasn't going to last. All she said was "fucking fill me". So I did, at which point she had another orgasm.
After a few seconds she rolled off me. Kissed me on the cheek and said "sorry for the other night " got up, dressed and left.
Sex since then has been so much better than before.
