Southern Hospitality Ch. 01

"You.. You were waiting for me.. How did you know I would come?.." he asked, turning around again to look at her. She stood in the doorway, hands on the frame above her head, hips tilting in an attractive angle, her cock semi hard between her thighs and rising, pulsing softly.
"Mm.. Lucky guess?" she smirked a little and stepped forward, shoving his chest.
He let out a gasp and stumbled backwards, falling onto the bed with a surprised little squeak. His heart was hammering in his chest as he looked up at her, walking towards him, her cock poking out in front of her. "But that's not the question you should be asking me, my darling boy.." her voice was edged by a teasing tone.
She straddled his waist, sitting atop him, her heavy full balls resting on his groin as her cock pointed up towards him, her fingers deftly moving to start sliding his shirt up his body, urging his arms over his head she could lift it off, kissing up his chest as it was revealed, her heavy full breasts dragging across his body.
"A-ah! Laura.. What.. What's the question I should... Should ooh.. Ask?" he said softly between anxious little whimpers and moans, looking down and watching as she kissed his chest, pausing to nip at his sensitive nipples with her teeth.
"Mm.." She pulled his shirt off and cast it aside, leaning down, her breasts squishing against his chest wonderfully as she pressed her lips to his, sharing a warm intimate kiss, he could taste sweetness and red wine. "You should ask what I do for a living.." she tilted her head, her golden locks falling about his face as she leant in, teasing her tongue between his lips and indulging herself in a deeper, more sultry kiss, eagerly pressing her hard, thick shaft against his bare smooth stomach.
He whimpered into the kiss, writhing softly against her, but found his arms soon under her silken gown, rubbing her back, pulling her to him slightly, he couldn't help himself, she was intoxicating. To be touched, to be kissed, to finally have someone who wanted him, lusted for him, he was helpless to that feeling of being wanted, needed. But what did her question have to do with anything, he turned his head to break the kiss, panting out softly as he felt her lips on his jaw and neck, her teeth teasing at his earlobe.