Stella Nash was making breakfast when I woke up. I stood in the doorway, watching the girl dance while she filled the place with delectable smells. Her body, though, was even more mouthwatering than the epicurean aroma, and I needed to adjust my boner as I took Stella’s arm and gave her a spin. She wagged a finger at my naughtiness, but the vibe was infectious. Moments later, she was grabbing me through my pants. Without saying a word, Stella kneeled and unwrapped the homemade sausage I’d brought with me. She kissed it from top to bottom, licked the tip, and started sucking. I understood immediately why she’d been cooking: this babe is absolutely starving! After some more slurping in the living room, Stella sat back on the couch. “I’m so wet for you,” she said, then stroked my cock with her pretty soles and pedicured toes. “You like that, daddy?” She climbed on for a cowgirl ride next. Stella worked her pelvis and touched herself, riding harder with every bounce. “Stretch me out,” she begged, and her audibly wet pussy made similar requests. Stella did a 180, got on her feet, and got back on my dick. “Yes, daddy, yes,” she moaned, eyes rolling back. “Oh my gosh. It’s so fucking sensitive,” she told me, touching herself. “’Cause you made me cum.” I lent her a hand and made her quiver some more. Then she turned around and gripped the couch cushions. “Fuck me just like that,” she moaned while I filled her up from behind. “I wanna be a whore.” Your wish is my command! “Head and shoulders down here?” Stella asked, flipping upside down onto the plush, luxurious comfort of an official Porn Dude pillow from the PornDudeShop. “Oh my god, this is new!” She watched me stretch her out, moaning and begging for more the whole time. Back on her knees for some additional doggy, the naughty girl’s ass was glowing red from all the spanking. “Just like that,” she moaned, whole body shaking from the pounding. “Your cock is so beautiful,” Stella told me with a smile, laying on her back. She admired its tight fit, too, pretty face in awe while I plunged her deep. “Fuck my little hole,” she pleaded. As much fun as she was having, Stella was still hungry. “Cum all over my face, daddy,” she said, and what can I say? I deliver a lot faster than Uber Eats. “I want more,” she said, grabbing me for another slurp after licking me clean—and then the fire alarm went off. “Breakfast!”