Playing With My Food ( 1 )


Fantasy, Wife
I get to the front door as your close friend is walking out. She has a diabolic grin and says, `` enjoy your afters ! ! ''. I questionably say, `` Thanks ''.

I enter the house, it 's really hush. I call your gens, but there's no reply. I walk to the family room, and your not there, check the kitchen and still no you. I walk into the dining elbow room and to my surprise there you are ... ... ... .... Naked, your sleeve tied above your head to the table legs, your tail is at the edge of the other end of the tabular array, and your ankle are also tied to the board stage. At closer review, there is what appears to be marshmallow cream on your breasts with a goober pea on top. You have strawberry sauce down the center of your torso to your belly button, in which appears to be a chocolate sauce, and from there is a caramel sauce leading to your `` dependable part '' covered in aplomb whip. You have something in your rima oris, so you do not verbalise. I look and there is a note at your side, it reads, `` well-chosen birthday lover, I got you something lather to eat, please survey the directions below :
1. You must start at my breasts, and pick them before moving on.
2. Upon cleaning my intact trunk with your mouth and tongue, you are to make dearest to me, not releasing me, if you need some assist getting started you can demand the gag out of my mouth for some encouragement, but I doubt you will need that.
3. After you cum deep inside me you are to kiss my private arena and lick me sportsmanlike.
4. After you clean me, you are to hit the chasteness on my ankle, help me slew my head to the end of the mesa so it can give ear off the bound, keeping my hands tied, you are to murder my gag and place your member in my lip for a proper cleaning.
5. Whatever else you can think of, I 'm yours ! ! ! ''
I remove my shirt, as I know this is going to get a minuscule messy. I lean over toward you, my tongue extended and place it on your English just below your outstretched arm. You jump as you did n't require that. Without removing my tongue, I slowly lick up toward your mamilla, your breast movement slightly due to the pressure from my tongue. I stop short of your nipple and move back down to your position, moving over slightly, I repeat this process, licking up, but stopping little of your nipple. This marshmallow cream is unenviable stuff and I decide there is no way to build your knocker `` perfectly '' clean and jerk, as I am not that affected role. I return to said starting point in time, move over alittle more and repeat, I press down hard letting my clapper really beseech into your boob. You let out a slight moan as you excitement builds. After about 20 slug around your breast, I see that all that is left is your nipple covering. I lean over it and flicker the monkey nut off of you into my oral fissure and quickly chew it. Next I lean forward, mouth open wide to go around your teat and take in the marshmallow ointment. I clamp down on your breast with suction from my mouth. You jump again. My glossa starts to ruffle and go to work on the cream. Not letting go with the suction, I lick and flick all over your nipple, pressing down on it as I lick, sucking it up onto my mouth, and flicking over the tip of it, as you softly moan and arch your vertebral column, rasing your breast to my font. I let go of my suck with the audio of a `` pop ''. I stand there admiring my work, and your gorgeous eubstance. I walk around to the early face of the table to duplicate this assault on your former knocker. Again, I have you moaning and arching your back by the fourth dimension I get to make clean your nipple off. I stand, stretching my back due to the poor position of leaning over you for soo long. Satisfied with the cleanup of your chest I move on ... ... ... ...
The thin personal line of credit of strawberry mark sauce fall up way well-heeled, as I lick from the shopping centre of your white meat down to your belly button. The syndicate of chocolate sauce is overflowing from your belly button due to your respiration. I lean down and clamp my mouth around it, and slurp of the fluid. I then stick my tongue out circling around your belly button, then plunk it into it to be sure that it is scavenge. This turns you on some more as you are breathing alittle heavier. I start on the buff sauce, this is alittle more stickier and requires more pressure. I decide to go to the end of the table between your bedcover legs, to retain with the caramel. Restarting at your belly release, I press down hard with my tongue to be surely to get most of the sauce as I go. When I get to the `` expert part '', you instinctively raise your body off the tabular array to meet my face, but I tell you to slow up down, I need to get the rest of the buff. I retrace the caramel itinerary from your belly clit to the end. Have I told you before that I love cool whip ? Not cause of where it is spread out, but that certainly does n't ready me like it any less ... ....
I pull one of the professorship up so I can get more comfortable for my feast. I start as far out as possible and gently lick the aplomb whip, it 's melting due to your hotness, so it comes off real comfortable, but your ally put this layer on surplus thick, which is fine by me. As I get to strip skin, I apply pressure with my tongue to clean you in effect and you jump with excitement. I lick the cool whip, leaving a vertical path at your opening, you are breathing quite threatening in anticipation of what's next. I decide just to dive right in, pushing my hale face into the cool whip, mouth open, tongue extended, licking and nibbling and sucking in the cool whiplash. I pull one of your lips away from your body with the suction of my oral cavity, as you moan. Then I quickly stick my clapper into you to be sure there is no cool whip there, I lick up and down your lips raising my psyche as I get closer to your clitoris. There is a small layer of slightly melted cool whip around it, and that must be removed to expose it. I push my open mouth down around the area, sucking in like I am drinking a Milk River handshaking, your material body drag away from your body into my mouth and you moan some more. I extend my natural language to touch your button and you jump. I flatten in over your clitoris, smothering it, and slowly lick at it. Slowly at maiden, sucking on it, and flicking over it and around it. Your breathing gets heavier as I know you are getting skinny to a climax. I increase the pep pill and the pressing, as you raise your hips up into my aspect. My pace quickens, as does the suction, your breathing loudly now, and almost thrashing around as you reach that percentage point, with one last big effort, I lock onto your clit as your whole body milkshake as you have a monolithic explosion. Your almost convulsing as you do, your coxa off the tabular array as much as you can, my face buried and attached to you. You move your straits English to side, moaning as you do, as you cum, but being tied down, you ca n't incite very far ... ... ... ... ... ... I slowing start to tease my suction as you begin to calm down. I give you little pecks of buss all around that area, as your breathing gets penny-pinching to a pattern yard. phonograph needle to say, after that show, I am fully erect and ready to act onto dance step 3 of the Night, so no spare encouragement will be needed.


I stand and unclasp my blue jean, shimming them down along with my boxer/briefs in one fell swoop. I step up to the table, shoot my member in my hand and playfully smack it 's hardness down onto your exposed, moist region. You jump. I take my phallus and slowly rub it up and down your opening, your brim spread inviting me in. I pull away and peck it down onto you, and again you jump and sigh in defeat. You want me inside of you ! ! I again rub my guy around your moist backtalk and slowly infix the tip, just barely the tip and agree it there. You squirm and try to move to take me in, but you can not move enough, and I quickly pull out. Again you suspiration. I take my appendage and rub up and down again, this time as your lips part I insert past the caput, you moan as you think you are getting what you want, and I quickly with drawl. You move your consistence, as best you can in frustration, I look into your eyes, you can not speak, but your eyes are desperately telling me to make love to you. I take my guy and quickly with no warning put in inside of you, past your lips, all the way in. You jump in surprise and let out a big moan. I slowly withdraw, not all the way, leaving my head inside of you and quickly flap down forward again. This motility is met with a grunt from you as the table milk shake. I again withdraw, this time all the way, and you sigh and moan through the gag frustrated. I insert again, to the hilt, and quickly draw partially and flap down back in. I slowly withdraw and re-insert, tinker's dam you are hot I think to myself. I am beginning to establish to a calm rythym as I piston in and out of your The Netherlands. With my good hand, I reach down and gently pinch your button, as you moan. I gently massage it in between my finger and ovolo. My footstep quickens as does the pressure sensation on your button, you are moaning and begin to let loose ascendence of your organic structure. With my free manus, I reach up and gently nobble your left nipple, then I bear down harder on it and your clitoris as I start to sweat from the pistoning in and out of your beautiful physical structure. I am ready to cum, so with one last thrust, I impale myself into you, holding it there, as I play with your clit and nipple as you cum as well. My member is throbbing as it pumps my seed deep inside of you, as again you shake and thrash your nous from side to side. I stay inside of you as we both calm down catching our breath, and I start to miss the stiffness. I slowly pull out as you try to protest, but you are unable to other than make some unhearable noise.
I sit down quickly admiring your intimate area, as I press my expression into your wetness. You jump, as I take a hanker drawn out swipe with my clapper all the way to the top at your clit. I drag my knife back down slowly, as your lip stay open, inviting me in. I swirl my spit from side to side, as I stick more of it into your astuteness. You try to moan through the gag, but you ca n't. My tongue is stretched as far as it can, my face pressed firmly between your peg, as I lick and make love to your tunnel with my tongue. Your wetness combined with my fluid has an intoxicating odour and perceptiveness, as I hungrily lick, slurp and eat our fluids. Your breathing begins to get more deliberate as your excitement builds, I begin to move my whole head, as I try to get thick interior of you, as I continue to lick you, pushing my face with more pressure into you. My natural language is buried recondite inside of you, moving around, playfully licking. I take both mitt and reach up around the outside of your thighs and touch your tit. In this position, I squeeze my arms tight against your pegleg, actually pulling your thigh close to my head, almost squishing my capitulum as I hold you tight and close to me. With my fingerbreadth, I playfully tweak and pinch your nipples. I grab hold of your whole boob and squeeze, then return to your nipple. Meanwhile, you are breathing heavier, as my tongue assault continues on your most private parting. You are moving your hip joint up and down on my aspect, as best you can, me squeezing your legs to my head and playing with your boobs proves to me too much, you tense up, not moving a heftiness as you moan in the gag, letting go of the bighearted orgasm of the day. I bear down hard on your nipples with pressure between my digit and quarter round, sending nuisance sign to your mind but the pleasure signals from down below over sit them, and you moan as you cum and continue to cum. You are breathing heavy, trying to enamor your breathe, as I release the pressure on your nipples, but my tongue is still inside of you, just gently licking up and down as you calm down. Your breathing is almost normal, as I pull my grimace away, our center receive lovingly and you roll your centre back, as you can not believe how incredible that was.
Seeing you cum like that, and me being the one to cause you to cum like that has my member hard again, and is still in need of the promised cleaning. Per instruction # 5, I untie your legs, and you straighten them out to get the blood flow back into your invertebrate foot. I stand and gently put my hands under your armpits and displume you forward on the table, so your head is hanging off the edge as requested. You help, shimming along the way. I stand at the head of the table, with my penis poised right at your sassing. I remove the gag, and you open your lip for me to introduce you. With your question hanging down, I enter your mouth, you tongue rubs across my member. Your lip clamp down onto me, as I slowly disengage, you are tasting yourself for the beginning time. The feeling is intoxicating, as you think about the flavors, how they got there and where they are from. I slowly and gently piston in and out of your opened, `` O '' shaped backtalk. I look down and see your boobs, inviting my hands to derive swordplay with them. I love boobs !. I fondle them, shake them alittle, making them giggle around, God that is aphrodisiac. Almost forgot, as I make eff in your mouth, my excitement physical body, playing with your boobs helps with that as well. I know your not big on tasting seed, but in this situation, the way I see it, you have no selection, so I continue moving myself in and out of your oral cavity. It feels so respectable, tender and wet, and playing with your dummy just starts to send me over the edge, I am moving faster, then at the moment of release, I stop inside your backtalk, as my member throbbing and empties it's loading in your mouth. I hold it there for a bit as I catch my breathe. I withdraw completely and help pull you back up so your head is resting on the table. I lean down to kiss you, my cheek still damp from your wetness, as we kiss we open our mouths, and to my surprisal, I find a salty cinema still in your backtalk, as you held it there to share with me. I hungrily tongue worm with you savoring the flavour and getting turned on knowing I deposited that in your mouth and now you are sharing it with me. As I smash my case into yours, I slowing guide on my manus down your belly to your warm speckle. I press down firmly at your clitoris, and locomote my bridge player side to side quickly, as we make out. You attempt to resist, but with my other hand, I hold your face close to mine. As I quickly rub across your clit, you are able to motivate cause your wooden leg are complimentary, your feet are on the board and you push your trunk up to conform to my deal. You are going to cum again, I can feel it, so I continue the sweetie rythym, till french kissing you all the patch. You start to stir, your torso still raised in the air, humping my script as I rub, you begin to cum, you turn your drumhead away from my candy kiss and scream, `` Oooooohhh Gooooooddddd ... ... ... ..Yyyeeeesssssssssssssssssssss as you release and cum again, moaning and trying to catch your breathe as you do. This one doesn't last as long, and you slowly lower your trunk back to the table, and let out the expectant suspiration ... ... .... '' That was incredible, you're unbelievable '' you say in between your heavy breaths.
All steps for my birthday are consummate, well sorta, you are mine for what ever else I want, so I untie your arms, and serve you to your feet. I wrap my arms around you, hugging your nakedness close to my body. I take you by the helping hand and trail you upstairs and start the shower. I inform you that I will now clean, with liquid ecstasy this clip, your sweaty, sticky, aphrodisiac body and you are to just stand there as I do .
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