My first rendezvous with the stunning Suzanne started with a quick chat—her husband first, all eager cuck vibes, then her, voice like silk over the phone, sealing the deal. Pictures? They lied; in person, she was a goddess—porcelain skin flushed pink, curves poured into a sheer robe that hinted at the treasures beneath, those full lips curving in a knowing smile that hit me like a gut punch.I'd banked a massive load just for her, balls heavy with anticipation. Door barely clicked shut before I pinned her to the couch, robe hiked up, thighs parting like an invitation. I dove in ravenously, tongue lashing her slick, swollen folds—sweet-tangy nectar flooding my mouth as she arched, gasping sharp, fingers twisting in my hair, hips bucking against my face like she was starving too. "Fuck, you taste like sin," I growled into her heat.She flipped the script, shoving me back and dropping low—those cherry lips engulfing my throbbing cock like it was her lifeline, throat relaxing in one slick glide, gagging wet and eager, saliva dripping down my shaft as her tongue swirled veins, eyes watering up at me with filthy promise. I nearly lost it right there, seed churning hot.Bedroom next—her on all fours, ass up like a plea. I slammed home raw, stretching her velvet grip inch by pounding inch, her moans turning to screams that rattled the walls, pussy clenching spasmodic as I railed deep. Built to the edge, I unloaded—thick, endless ropes painting her womb white, so much it overflowed, creamy trails snaking from her quivering slit down to her puckered asshole, glistening obscene.Her cuck pounced like a man possessed, face buried in the mess, lapping my leavings with desperate slurps—tongue delving to scoop every drop while she shivered above him, spent and smirking. First time? Legendary. Can't wait for seconds.