PhoenixPrime01
Hmm, so many choices.
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Louis:
"Well your clothes will certainly be dry by then, all but your shoes that is, so if that's what you wish then so be it Gabi.
"Let's eat then we can check on the weather before you decide if you want to venture out again or stay here a bit longer.
"How does that sound to you?" And with a final push of his pelvis to press the still harder cock against her suffusing her with more need, hunger and lust, as he looks down at the cleavage her arms have created, Louis refills both wine glasses then returns to the stove.
The toast is pushed down, omelets flipped over, bacon turned the butter and jam brought to the table. Leaning over her again so he can press against her, right between where he knows her wings my emerge to infuse her with still more base lust as well as numb those two places on her back Louis sets down the butter and jam.
"Just about ready to eat Gabi," he says as fingertips stroke her cheek before he returns to the stove.
Within two minutes or so Louis is back at the table carrying two plates of hot food. He sets one in front of Gabi, his arm "accidently" brushing two very, very hard and sensitive nipples as he reaches past her. Then he sits beside her close enough that they can feel each other's body heat, but not touching.
"Eat up my dear. It's best when eaten hot as so many things are best when hot," he chuckles as he butters his toast. "Look how the butter melts, see what I mean?"
"Well your clothes will certainly be dry by then, all but your shoes that is, so if that's what you wish then so be it Gabi.
"Let's eat then we can check on the weather before you decide if you want to venture out again or stay here a bit longer.
"How does that sound to you?" And with a final push of his pelvis to press the still harder cock against her suffusing her with more need, hunger and lust, as he looks down at the cleavage her arms have created, Louis refills both wine glasses then returns to the stove.
The toast is pushed down, omelets flipped over, bacon turned the butter and jam brought to the table. Leaning over her again so he can press against her, right between where he knows her wings my emerge to infuse her with still more base lust as well as numb those two places on her back Louis sets down the butter and jam.
"Just about ready to eat Gabi," he says as fingertips stroke her cheek before he returns to the stove.
Within two minutes or so Louis is back at the table carrying two plates of hot food. He sets one in front of Gabi, his arm "accidently" brushing two very, very hard and sensitive nipples as he reaches past her. Then he sits beside her close enough that they can feel each other's body heat, but not touching.
"Eat up my dear. It's best when eaten hot as so many things are best when hot," he chuckles as he butters his toast. "Look how the butter melts, see what I mean?"