A worthy servant to Hanna

 The doorbell rings and Thomas jumps up from the sofa. That can only be Hannah. That MUST be Hannah. She hadn't come last week, ruined his weekend.
He opens the apartment door. It's Hannah. A hot wave runs through him, his senses are sharpened in a flash. Like a balloon seeing the needle coming.
She doesn't look at him as she walks past him towards the kitchen. Of course not.
He must first prove himself worthy of her. He will.
He quickly closes the door and follows her. Her presence has already erased everything else in him, everyday life, work. With her appearance, a new world opens up. A world where he is no longer in charge. And that's exactly what he wants.
Hannah stopped in front of the kitchen table. Did he wipe it? He's not sure anymore. She is wearing a long summer coat and stands with her back to him. Slowly and theatrically, she slides the coat off her shoulder. Underneath she is naked.
Thomas gasps. No matter how many times she shows herself to him, he can't get enough of the sight of her. He estimates Hanna to be in her mid-forties. You can see that in her body too. But what matters isn't the looks, it's what you can do with your body. And Hannah knows exactly what she wants. And that makes him absolutely horny.

"Get on your knees!" she orders, her eyes fixed on the window front.
For Thomas, there's nothing like that: just follow your commands. Nothing else to think about. Can't think of anything else. to belong to her. to be of your service. Completely. THAT is heaven on earth for him.
"Now slowly come closer, but so that I can hear you!" Hannah's tone is bossy, he loves that. A shiver of anticipation runs down his spine.
He slowly walks forward on all fours, his hands slapping the tiled floor. His eyes are on her ass. He knows him inside and out.
"Stop!" she commands and Thomas stops tensely.
She slowly bends over the kitchen table and spreads her legs so that her feet come to rest on the table legs.
From his position, Thomas can now see her labia. The light from the kitchen window illuminates their contours. The sight is breathtaking. For this he would die.
"Now lick my ass. Your fingers stay with you!”. Another shiver runs through Thomas. He thinks for a moment: normally he would now slowly work his way from the buttocks to the anus. But it's been two weeks since their last meeting. He wants everything. Now. And thrusts his tongue straight into her anus. Hannah flinches, but doesn't flinch; on the contrary, she leans a little bit towards him. He surprised her, he feels that. And she seems to like that. Well done.
He circles her anus and drills into her after each round. He loves her rosette. For him she is perfect. A little work of art.
"Go on!". Hannah's voice is slightly occupied. He feels her hips following the movement of his tongue. A sense of pride makes itself felt alongside his lust.
Without warning, she grabs his hair and pushes him away: "Enough!"
She turns to him. And finally looks at him directly. He holds her gaze, greedy for a new command.
"Take your clothes off."
He feels Hannah's eyes fasten on his stiff cock. He's absolutely horny and that's exactly what he wants to stay like that for as long as possible.
"Now you're going to stick your tongue in my c*t and ***** it out for so longuntil it's dry, got it!'.
Hannah sat on the edge of the chair. Thomas gets on his knees and greedily approaches her vulva. Although he has licked her cunt so many times, he is always overwhelmed by the pleasure it gives him.
Her vulva is shiny and he can smell her scent. A slightly strict note is included today. That means she's just at the end of her menstrual cycle. Hannah has been coming to him for almost six months now, with a few exceptions every Saturday. He can now tell exactly where Hannah is in her cycle. He starts *****ing with delight .
"Firmer, not so timid. And suck. My M*sensaft has to go. do it!”
He doesn't need to be told twice. He licks and sucks and licks and sucks. Doesn't want to stop and every few minutes Hannah claws his hair and moans. She comes again and again, he can feel it clearly, and his lust is mixed with pride and self-confidence: HE makes Hannah happy!

At some point she breaks away from him. He sees her slightly glassy eyes and knows that he did everything right, licked Hannah into another world.
She motions for him to take her from behind. Disappointment surges through him for a split second. Not now! It could go on forever for him. The infinite lust. But orders are orders.
He stimulates her clitoris with his fingers and then thrusts his penis inside her.
It doesn't take long before he feels himself coming. A good orgasm. But just an orgasm. And that's all over now.
"Well done, my little one." says Hanna and frees herself from him.
"Now you're going to clean me up, but thoroughly."
Did he hear that right? Thomas is surprised: she has never wanted that. And even though he's only just had an orgasm, his pleasure immediately increases in leaps and bounds.
He bends down, sees his cock dripping out of her vulva, catches it on his tongue.
He takes his time. Is thorough. Enjoys his new task with every fiber. And he feels that Hannah comes again powerfully. Your whole body is shaking. And he's happy, utterly.
Hanna breaks away from him and obviously needs a moment to find her footing.
"My coat!". Her voice sounds deeper now, she is completely relaxed.
Thomas helps her into her coat. His hands gently brush her back. It's the only confidential gesture he dares.
"That was pretty good. Not bad for a beginner.”
Hannah gives him an approving look, which he returns with a beaming smile. She gestures for him to open the apartment door. She strides through the hall like a queen. And Thomas thinks: this is my work. I make them shine. A worthy servant.