Two Cups of Sugar (closed for Eiselmann and showdolly)

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Darla hadn't yet gotten used to the empty house. It was big - not a mansion, but 4 bedrooms was big for a single college gal - and the family that Grandma had hired to take care of the 7 acres in return for letting them farm it were nice. They lived a few miles up the road, beyond the crest of the hill and out of sight. In fact, the only house within view on the country road was the one across the street. Their properties faced eachother, but the driveways and the actual homes sat a little caddy-corner from one another, giving just the right amount of privacy as well as country friendliness.
The other house had been empty for several years, and as long as Darla remembered living there with Grandma. Grandma had just passed 9 months ago, and left the homestead to her only granddaughter. Grandma had raised Darla as her own, her parents having been killed when she was young. Now that Grandma was gone, and Darla was beginning the first of her last two semesters in college, she wasn't quite sure what she'd do with herself....

She was a pretty girl. 5'10" tall, taller than most of her college gal pals, and as thin, tanned, and toned as any of them. Her 32C breasts revealed no tanlines and sat nicecly upon her 24-30 frame. She walked everywhere she went, and carried all of her books, so she got plenty of exercise.
She was comforting herself in the old home, getting used to the emptiness of it, while still honoring the memory of Grandma. Today, she had pulled out Grandma's old recipe box and was trying to mix up a batch of those wonderful chocolate chip cookies! Damn, but she was out of sugar.

She'd noticed the movers across the street last week, and had been curious enough about who might be moving into the house to keep an eye on things. The only person she ever saw was a youngish guy - about her age but probably a little younger. She wasn't sure if he lived there alone, or with roomies or parents, or exactly what was going on with his situation, but had already noticed his body. Muscular, toned and tanned, and those blue eyes.... If she had a chance she could get lost in them, but if she were ever close enough to get that lost, she may not be paying attention to his eyes much, either. She'd not had a serious boyfriend since Grandma got sick a couple of years ago, though she'd had some fun and some friends along the way. Recovering from Grandma's death finally, and realizing how long it had been since she'd had much of that sort of fun, Darla had once again begun to think of things and pleasure herself at night, or in the shower.... She knew she was a sexual being, and amongst getting to know her own body, occasionally walked around in the nude. It just felt... lighter, somehow.


Today, though, she was wearing a denim skirt and a white, button-down blouse which revealed her flat stomach. Her hair pulled back in a pony tail, and flower all over her face, she whipped on a pair of leisure shoes and trotted across the street. She did need sugar, and besides, maybe she'd finally get to meet that hot younger hunk across the street.
 
Andrew

Andrew looked at the house his dad had brought, sight unseen and hated it.

Not because it wasn't a nice house, 5 bedrooms, a study and a pool out the back...it would be an awesome party house.

He didn't hate it because of the land around it, he loved taking photos of everything and the land was great.

NO he hated the house because his Dad, his wonderful caring loving prick of a father had made him stay here in the middle of no-where for the last month of his vacation...to sort the place out if need be and to stay out of trouble.

The arguement he'd had with the old man last week had been a classic in a life of massive arguements.

He'd wanted to go to Miami with his mates but nooo that would be fun and his father had decided he'd had more than his share of fun in the past twelve months....he'd worked his way thru a dozen women who worked for his dad, including his Dad's EX P.A who made the mistake of talking in her sleep.....so his Dad had not been impressed when she had moaned that the son was the better lover.

Andrew had agreed to delay his entry to college by a year at his fathers insistence..."the real world will teach you more than some book..." and now he was here in 'bumfuck nowhere ' because his dad wanted him to.

At 20 that was becoming very annoying yet at the same time he stood to inherit a lot of money if he had to suck up to the old guy then in the long term it would be worth it.

Andrew was tall good looking and had a great bod...he knew it but he didn't think he was any better than other guys...in fact his mates at high school included guys from the football team to a couple of awesome guys who everyone else called nerds....they were his friends his buds and he saw them no other way.

The movers continued shipping stuff in...he'd brought none of it with the exception of a couple of boxes of personal stuff...it had all been brought by Dad's assistant to the assistant PA or someone like that.

No he'd hate this place and nothing would change that...he looked at the house across the way and figured it would be full of some old people and then he saw a beautiful woman come out of it wow...she looked hot smoking even and about his age....

Okay maybe the house was growing on him.
 
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Darla was a little caught off-guard for her new neighbor to be outside, but, glancing at the front door and back again at him, she decided it made the most sense to just approach him rather than awkwardly knocking at a door to an empty house.

"Hi," she said, smiling and extending her hand for a shake. "You must have just moved in here - I live across the street there." She vaguely motioned to the only house within view and continued. "It was my grandma's, but she died about 9 months ago. Anyway, I was trying to follow her recipe for the awesome cookies she used to make and discovered that I'm completely out of sugar. Would you happen to have 2 cups?"
She looked at him now, seeing those eyes and immediately looking past them. She knew if she looked too long she'd get lost in them, and, while he'd surely play a part in her fantasies now that she'd seen him up close, she didn't think it wise nor appropriate to gawk at him the way she knew she would if she let herself look....
"Of sugar, I mean," she stammered as he reached for her hand, to shake it, as she'd offered, but still.... He was touching her hand, smiling, friendly, and - OH! - so very very scrumptious! She'd have to tell her best friend later on the phone, and she already had a role ready for him to play when she got to her shower this evening. She blushed a little at her own self-conciousness, having reduntantly reiterated her request.
 
Andrew had been just walking out when he'd caught sight of the woman...

Sugar that was weak still nice to know she was there probably married but as he took her hand and held it, he looked closely at it and then at the other...no rings that was a good sign...but hey if she had been married would he have given a stuff.

"Sugar yeah I've got some your making cookies, cool " he looked behind him breifly "I've got some in the kitchen you're more than welcome to it, " he added with a smile his eyes traced down her body...she was a drop dead beauty ...dammm he'd get some hand gripping going tonight and may be if he played his cards right soon she might get a grip on his dick

"I'm Andrew by the way" and the hand shaking ended .

Andrew showed her inside allowing her to enter first as she passed by he smiled even covered in flour she looked good and as she passed him he saw her arse....'motherfucker 'he thought 'that was an arse to die for'

"My dad brought this house a few weeks ago wants it lived in for a while hence I'm here til college starts " there voices echoed a bit as they walked along the part empty house . movers walked by glancing at the young lady and smiling...yeah smile away boys I get to stay here you lot don't

"It'll become a vacation home I guess..not sure with my dad" his father would probably use it to bring the most elite women he dated for a long session of screwing he doubted his mum would ever see the house at all.

They made the kitchen "Sugar you said " and open a cupboard to find newly brought food, he took a packet of sugar one of three that he had and gave the whole packet to Darla..."on one condition I want some of what your baking " his face reddened "cookies I meant"

He leaned against a bench and smiled taking in the view...'who MAKES cookies' the thought entered his head and competed with other images
 
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She hadn't read any inuendo into his baking reference, until he had added the specific part about him meaning the cookies.... She blushed a bit, looking down at the floor, and glancing back up at him. Was he checking her out? She couldn't quite tell, and wondered if he'd noticed her eyeing his chest and arms.

"No problem, sweetie! So, you're here by yourself? Me, too. I was taking care of Grandma until she passed. It was expected, and I do okay. A little hard now and again. Guess that's why I decided to go and try and bake her cookies. One more time, I guess. She taught me everything I know about the kitchen - my parents died when I was little and she raised me, so I guess I'm a little old fashioned." She set the sugar down, bowed her head a little, and tightened her ponytail.
"So, you're going to college here, then? Me too - starting my last year. Don't know what I'll do with myself - and Grandma's place - after that. What year are you?" She thought he looked pretty close to her age. She was 22, to be 23 in only a couple more months. If he was just starting college he'd be about 18 or 19, but he looked like he might be a little older than that.... "What's your major? I'm in hotel-restaurant management, getting my bachelor's and master's at the same time - a five year program. SO glad I'm almost done."
 
She's eyeing me up good the feeling mutual

"Sorry to hear about your grandma and gee your parents thats tragic" and he meant it...his own family was screwed up but he missed his own Grandmother
his mum's mum she had been there for him when no one else had.

"I lost my mum's mum about 2 years ago wonderful caring person...I miss her everyday but she's here" he placed his hand on his heart..."the ones we love never really go " it was an awesome line he loved it ,from some movie he'd seen, but hey even movies had buried go;d

"As for my family ...messed up only covers half of it..." he laughed "my little brother is cool and my older sister well she's in Europe somewhere but mum and dad " he shuddered "...but you don't want to hear my troubles"

Wait a tick she had called him sweetie....was that a come on oh just some country bumpkin stuff...

"Going to college yeah freshmen year...doing a Business Studies major..wow so you're a senior ...I wanted to start last year but my dad wanted me to work for him last year so now I just turned 20 and looking forward to getting in.....to it " he blushed a bit and then added "that double degree work thats impressive"

"So would you like a cup of coffee I have a jug to try out" he added with a smile...older women I love older women and going to college with her oh baby go baby his mind danced......

I LOVE THIS FUCKING HOUSE
 
She grinned. He must have been checking her out - he was inviting her to stay for a bit longer! Her heart began to beat a little faster, and her breathing got just a little shorter. Maybe....

"Um, sure! Let's get it to go, though, K? I have cookie dough waiting on me, and this sugar is the last thing I need. A couple good stirs, about 7 minutes in the oven, and we can have chocolate chip cookies with our coffee. Besides, I'd bet you'd like to get away from all the moving mess for a bit, am I right?" She grinned, and bravely started tracing his upper arm with her fingertips as she invited him over to her place. Was that too much? She hoped not, but she decided that she'd like to get to know this guy a bit better, for whatever reasons might transpire. She took the cup from him and sipped at it, her hand still on his arm.
 
"Sound like a plan" Andrew said with a smile ...so was so coming on to him, green lights all the way....

Even the way she sipped coffee was hot...was must have had then pouring out the frats to get a peice of her...did she even know some girls were like that he'd heard...never met any the preety women in his life so far all absolutely knew they were beautiful..nothing wrong with that , except they expected the world at their feet because they had great tits....but not this one he sensed a humility ..a grounding ..it actually made her hotter

"I'd love some cookies haven't actually eaten today" his stomach suddenly growled.

He hand was tracing his arm he looked at her then at the hand that was traceing along his own arm and smiled, gently he took that hand in his "I'd love to see your house ..he relaxed his grip enough for her to let go if she wanted to but still firm enough that she would know he wanted to keep a hold of her hand for as lookas he could.

He then used his free hand and lifted up some cookie dough from the sleeve of her top gently brushed his hand down the rest of her arm "Lets go get some.....cookies made , I mean" he blushed
 
She had to stop herself from beaming, from being just TOO obvious in her attraction to him. It wasnt' all physical - well, not really. He WAS a nice guy and all.... Okay, so it was mostly physical at the moment, but if he'd been a jerk it'd have turned her off, but he wasn't, so all's well.

Sounds like a plan. I'd love some cookies haven't actually eaten today.

"Well, darlin, in that case, I've got some things for a sandwich if you'd like, while the cookies bake." She saw him glance at her hand on his arm, and then he took it in her own, squeezing it as he continued.

Love to see your house....

As his face softened slightly, and she could detect a hint of... lust? curiousity? attraction? - she laced her fingers into his loosened grip of her hand. He touched her sleeve as he removed some un-sugared cookie dough from her arm, and made his stammered request.

Lets go get some.....cookies made , I mean" he blushed.

She smiled at his - unintentional? she wasn't sure - inuendo, and decided to play it for what it was worth. "Yes, cookies, and sandwiches, and... whatever else we might decide to..." she paused, "make." Then she pulled away, not having realized before that moment how close their bodies had actually become, and led him by way of their entwined hands. "Let's go!" She turned and headed back towards the door, trying hard not to run and pull him along behind her.
 
They walked accross his lawn and Andrew noted the looks on a few of the movers one even gave him a big thumbs up...a new car had pulled up while he'd been talking to Darla in the kitchen no one was in it...but if it was who he'd been told to expect, than a local agency had arrived to organise his belongings.....'yeah look after the place do it up get it sorted 'that had been his fathers instructions while he wanted for school to start....and just to make sure it happens I'll get others to do it for you, that was his dad all about...control....still right now and for the first time in a long time he didn't mind ...he wanted to spend as much time with Darla as he could.

As they walked accross the road he looked at the miles of nothing and saw it for its lens potential "Do you mind if I impose on you further , I'd love to get to know this area get my bearings that sort of thing , well I was wondering if you'd like to show me around the ah...neighbourhood one day if you're not busy" he gave her hand a slight squeeze enjoying the feeling of her fingers next to his....something told him that he didn't want to screw this up and he never did *want* to screw things up but sometimes it just happened that way...at the office last year it had happened a couple of times when women discovered screwing the bosses son wasn't a quick way to the top.


She lead him into the house "Nice house " he said and it was ...it was a real family home, his friends had them...his home was just a place where his family hung out and hated each other for the most part
 
"Sure, any time. I'll show you the... grass, I guess." She laughed, then responded to his compliment on the home. "And thanks, it's all I know really. Kinda strange without Grandma though, but I'll get used to it I guess." She released his hand and dumped the sugar in the bowl, stirring it a few times. Then she went to the refrigerator and pulled out an entire drawer, setting it on the table. Darla reached behind her for the bread and handed it to Andrew, explaining the drawer. "Grandma kept all the sandwich stuff in a single drawer, so if it was sandwiches for lunch, she could just remove the whole thing and set it on the table. Easy as pie...." Hm, pie. Nope, better stick to cookies for now, Darla thought.

She whirled around with a smile, letting him fix his own sandwich while she spooned dough onto a cookie sheet and slid it into the oven. One more sheet, sliding the second into the second oven - Grandma knew how to stock a kitchen, that was for sure - and joined Andrew at the table, munching on some of the sliced cucumbers and tomato in the sandwich drawer.

"Hope you're not hungry for much more than a sandwich, cuz cookies is about as much as I can handle cooking right now." She smiled, remembering his own wordy inuendos from his own kitchen. "Food-wise, anyway."
 
"Food- wise... " he looked at her intently "... well food wise cookies will be enough for me and I'm grateful for them...I'm impressed with anyone who can make things for themselves ...me I'd never eat if it wasn't for Mr Microwave" Andrew laughed ..."well I'm not that bad I can do somewhiches...these are nice ,tomatoes and cucumbers never taste like this at home...does everything thats edible here taste this good" he looked at his food his flurting had only started , but this HAD actually been an innocent remark.....and then he added his liking for food with his liking of something else that you could in a way eat.....and blushed
 
Darla grinned. Another inuendo?

"Well, Grandma showed me how to work the vegetable garden, so I do my best. It's her handiwork really, though. Besides, you never know how any one produce will taste until you try it." She popped a cherry tomato into her mouth, raising her eyebrows at him a couple of times, playfully suggestive.

The timer buzzed on her cookies, and she removed both sheets from the ovens, scooting the cookies onto a cooling rack and delivering them to the table. "Soft and gooey!" She did the eyebrow thing at him again. "Milk?" She had to stop herself from laughing at that one.
 
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Andrew smiled at her she was really trying not to laugh ....that only made Andrew laugh and he did " Yeah I'd love something soft and gooey with milk" and he laughed again...he stood up to take the jug of milk and pour .. but as he placed his hand on it her's reached the jug ...they touched ...hand to hand ..Andrew looked at her face via her chest...he softly bit his lower lip and swallowed...she was close now all he had to do was lean forward ...all he wanted to do was lean forward.....and so he did the distance between their faces closed and his locked his eyes into hers
 
She was stuck, frozen in his gaze, her hand and his touching on the milk jug. It was a little silly, they'd touched before at his house, even close like this, but he was slowly, slowly leaning in to her own face. Their lips only millimeters apart, she was breathing heavily now, almost breaking into a sweat, and knew he could tell that she was anticipating this... and more.

All she could do was move her other hand, now on the table, and place it on his upper arm, preparing for what she knew was coming, and in feeling his muscles only heightening her arousal.
 
Then the gap was no more he kissed her his mouth open slightly his hands moving to her hips...then he moved his mouth a little wider and flicked his tongue in her mouth

Andrew moved his right hand to the small of her back ...she smelled like everything he'd ever wanted, ever needed his other hand slipped to her firm butt and held it there ....their bodies touched at seemingly every point he felt her firm breasts against his chest and his cock now firm hung along his left inner tight she'd know it was there and he didn't care he wanted her to know wanted her to feel it now and in every way she could... he moved his mouth and tongue slowly as they danced over and between her lips
 
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She leaned into his kiss, breathing a slight sigh of relief as the tensions between them were acknowledged, yet kept growing. She couldn't stifle a small, feminine moan into his mouth as he touched the small of her back, and she became increasingly aware of the hardness against her leg. She instinctively moved her leg closer, into the bulge, and moved it against him as they continued their kiss.
He was sweet, exploring her mouth fully yet slowly, and she let her tongue dance with his. Every move his hands made sent sparks of sensations all the way to her brain and down again to her toes. Her one hand gripped his arm firmly, while the other made its way up his other arm to his neck, holding him to her in that kiss.

As the kiss broke, their faces still arousingly close to eachother, she whispered. "Soft, gooey, and sweet...."
 
"And so good to eat " Andrew whispered back...his eyes looked into hers and then down to her beautiful neck and as he looked down he could see her breasts firmly pressed agaisnt his chest.

He wanted her ....she knew it, she had worked her leg into his groin...he moved his hands to the bottom of her blouse and then up either side of her body...it felt good, then once his hands were in line he slowy moved them to the top of her blouse lightly touching each breast thru the clothe and undid first one button then another ...and then his hands moved quickly to her butt and took a hold lifted her up and let her wrap her legs around him .....his eyes had never left her...now his mouth moved back for more of her lips
 
She wanted to moan. She tried to, even, but she was still frozen and awe-struck by his eyes looking still directly in to hers. She knew that now, with his touch of her breasts and obvious introduction to new activities, her passion was high enough that her face and chest would be flushed and her breathing obviously labored. He lifted her, and she wrapped her bare legs around his waist, letting his hard member press against her wettened panties. She couldn't help but wiggle her hips just a little as he held her there - she was to a point that she wouldn't be able to stop herself, even if she wanted too, and was a little embarrassed that this point had come so quickly, but, well maybe it had just been too long.

Darla closed her eyes as Andrew closed in for another kiss, and this time she let him have her - all of her. She was his to do with and please as he wished, knowing that he wanted her pleasure as well as his own. Through their kiss, she let out an aroused squeak, then shiverred and drew herself tighter into his body and inside his arms.
 
How could this be happening so quickly...he wanted her ,but figured it would take a few days to this point ...she was different absolutely different from all the girls who ahd thrown themselves at him not.

They hadn't planned this who the hell could plan this 10 minutes after meeting...but they had let it happen ...him because she was everything he never knew he wanted until this moment ....she want was it about him that was getting her....horny....and she was and so was he.

The table was full of food ...tempting he walked carrying her out the kitchen to the living room and gently placed her on a couch then lay on top of her his mouth kissing her face then her neck ....and then worked its way to the top of her breasts...his hands worked the last of the buttons on her blouse and he moved it away from her body revealing a toned flat stomach he continued to kiss in a line down to her belly button his hands now working on her denim skirt
 
He carried her into the living room, her legs wrapped around his waist, their lips locked together in a kiss. He layed her on the couch, positioning himself on top of her, and was kissing her and continuing his kiss down her chest as he unbuttoned her blouse.

She, on the one hand, was glad she'd decided to wear a bra today. On the other, she hoped he'd remove it soon. She was breathing heavily, her chest and stomach rising and falling to its rhythm. He fumbled a little with the zipper on her skirt, so she raised her hips and slid her thumbs under the hem on each side and pushed down on it to let him know that it would just slide off without the damned zipper.

She controlled, as much as she could, the whimper that rose in her chest with every breath. It had happened quickly, unplanned, but it was too hot in here to stop it now - she had to have him, and she had to be sure he knew.

"I need..." she stopped herself. "I want your tongue... just, everywhere. Tease me, tempt me...." Her voice dropped to a low whisper, so low that he wasn't sure he'd heard her right. "Take me."
 
If he didn't have a green light before and he bloody well did...her helping him get that skirt off...was a green light with flashing lights and bells on it.....he looked at her panties and slipped themdown revealing.......

.......oh his breath was taken away it was a thing of beauty

"I need..." she stopped herself. "I want your tongue... just, everywhere. Tease me, tempt me...." Her voice dropped to a low whisper, so low that he wasn't sure he'd heard her right. "Take me."

And the her words hit him and he knew as if he didn't know all ready what he had to do.....he kissed her stomach and moved down slowly reaching her clit ...he licked it softly twirling his tongue over it and then moved his mouth to her sex...it was wet and she smelled so sweet...he lightly kissed her pussy and then moved his tongue slowly between her lips tasting her juices ...he breifly pushed it in deeper and then moved his head to get the angle he wanted ...he buried his tougne inside her wet pussy moving itb rapidly around in imitation of the french kiss he'd shared with her minutes before......his hand removed her panties completely and ,,,as they left her legs he removed his head from her snatch.

"Not finished making you horny yet hun" he beaned her asmile and kneel on the floor in front of the couch so that his body was by her breasts...he unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out so that it touched the side of her body....

With the skill of an experienced lover he removed her bra one handed revealing her firm breasts....his mouth moved to them while he moved one hand to her pussy his middle finger softly slipped between her cunt lips and in...

"Do you want me...do you want to fuck me " was the last words he said before his mouth worked the nearest tit ,sucking on a hard ripe nipple
 
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She closed her eyes and turned her head as he removed her panties, but, not embarrassed in the least, she bent her knees outward slightly to let him look. Her breath caught at the first sensation of his tongue on her clit, moving into her wetness, and she cuoldn't help but move against him as he lapped up her sweetness. He changed his angle and increased his speed, and now she moaned in time with her thrusts.

He stopped, and she caught her breath as he knelt beside her, unleashing his own heat from its restrictive lair. She wanted to attack him, to suck him, to knock him to the floor and ride his dick til she screamed. But, no. Damn, it was the first time they'd met, and that could wait.... He lived across the freaking street!
Instead, he knowingly released her breasts from their habitation, and rubbing her cunt with one hand, began stimulations of her overly sensitive nipples. He slipped a finger inside her box, now dripping and getting the couch moist, as he asked of her, "Do you want me...do you want to fuck me "

"Oh, God yes." Was all she could whimper as she continued to moan, moving her closest hand toward his large member, wanting to stroke it and massage it and bring him a sort of pleasure that he was bringing to her.
 
Andrew continued to work his tongue on her breasts moving from one to the other in equal measure ....they'd fuck but first he wanted her bucking and in agony for him wanted to know that he cared enough and was considerate enough to know that she wasn't just a fuck......oh sure he could stick his dick in now...fuck her and probably fuck her a dozen more times over the next month...but he wanted more than that ...he didn't JUST want to fuck her he wanted to make love to her and for longer than a month...he still couldn't understand why he felt that way but he did and felt it deeply

He slid a second finger into her pussy......and worked her gently for a few minutes.....then he moved his face back to hers and once again kissed her deeply......"you have a beautiful body babe I love every part of it ...do you want to suck my cock...because I'm going to eat more of that beautiful pussy..and then hun then if you're good and really really bad I'll ..."he moved forward and nibbled at her ear..." fuck you ."

Andrew got up and very quickly removed his jeans and his shirt revealing a firm muscled body a rigid cook and tones powerfull legs.

Thank goodness for personal trainers....thanks dad...prick

Andrew saw longing in her eyes and it reflected his own desire

He knelt on the couch his legs beside her head .....his dick hard above her face...."no not yet hun in a few seconds" as she had reached out for it..he leaned forward and moved his face to her dripping pussy and with mouth and fingers expertly worked her cunt and clit

He felt his cock being sucked and jerked and smiled as his tongue licked up more of her ever increasing cunt juices

"You taste great hun I love eating here" his mouth completely involved in eating her wet pussy
 
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He leaned over, beginning his snacking of her feminine juices once again, his hardness right in her face. She licked at its tip, wetting it, then took it in her mouth to its ridge. He groaned slightly, jerking a little, and went back to his own endeavors. She placed her hands on his hips, turning toward him slightly, to better reach him as she began taking his shaft in her mouth.

You taste great hun I love eating here

She pulled away from her hungerings for a moment to respond. "Baby, you can eat here any time you want, and I'll cook for you any time - day or night." She almost growled as she went back to her mouthing of him, taking his shaft as far as she could get it, then sucking at it as she pulled away, remembering to flick and encircle the head of his penis with her tongue as she topped her stroke.
He was an incredible eater, and licker, and she was very much enjoying their simultaneous explorations. How she loved 69!
 
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