The glass of wine wet my lips then a kiss pushed us in sync. The zipper became the easiest obstacle as we twisted among silk sheets. No formal greeting before this event, I just told you to fuck me. The conversation began dirty while texting at work. I smiled when you said,”I love fat pussy.” My response took you far from work then at my door. A swollen cock between my lips made you call me Dirty Dee Dee. Head tilted into submission, new life left an impression on my chocolate lips then we became free.