Room-in-law Gets My Pink Pussy as Breakfast Right Before I Go to Work

He gets up, showers, dresses in a hurry. Blue tie, white shirt, pants that mark the bulge. I'm in the kitchen with only a big t-shirt, no panties, my pink pussy exposed every time I bend over for coffee. He looks at me, stops, knows he's late. But I lean again, this time on purpose, showing everything. He approaches, leaves the suitcase on the table, kneels in front of me on the kitchen floor. He spreads my legs with an urgency that belies his office suit. He licks my pink pussy with a tongue that knows exactly where to press, he puts his fingers in me with a precision that makes me pant. I moan, grab the edge of the table, spill the coffee I didn't even taste. He doesn't stop. He sucks my with a dedication that takes my breath away, inserts two fingers, three, caresses the exact point. I cum in her mouth, deep, with a morning orgasm that leaves my legs shaking. But he's not done.