My lover was making a sandwich when I knelt behind him and started fondling his cock. Pleasant surprise. Fun in the kitchen. (He'd been several days deprived, so he responded quickly.) Yes, but I had a motive: if he wanted sex more often with me, he'd have to eat his own cum! What a dirty girl I am! He grimaced as I held out the bread and summoned him to hit the target! Now eat up, my darling!
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My lover was making a sandwich when I knelt behind him and started fondling his cock. Pleasant surprise. Fun in the kitchen. (He'd been several days deprived, so he responded quickly.) Yes, but I had a motive: if he wanted sex more often with me, he'd have to eat his own cum! What a dirty girl I am! He grimaced as I held out the bread and summoned him to hit the target! Now eat up, my darling!