Lunchtime, Part Two
Lunchtime, Part Two:
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After you climax, I pull up your boxers and shorts and stand
up. Pulling me close, you hold me tightly against youyour
body still trembling, legs weak as you lean against the
counter. I rest my head against your shoulder, and we remain
like this for several minutes
before we resume preparing our lunch. Both of us humming
as we work in the kitchen, the meal does not take long to cook
as all the ingredients were prepared. We find that the earlier
events left us famished, and we consume our meal at the table
in the breakfast room, not saying a wordjust savoring
the dish.
After we finish, I take my plate and come to your chair to
reach in front of you to take your plate. As I do, you pull
me down on your lap, kissing me and pulling my shirt off.
"The dishes can wait, " you say. "I want
to taste you now." I stand up and you slide the dishes
to one side of the table. Grabbing my hips, you pull me closer
to you,
your mouth even with my unrestrained breastsyou begin
to lick and suck them, watching the nipples grow more and
more erect, feeling them against your tongue as you lick,
nibble, suck pinching the neglected nipple between your
thumb and forefinger. Mmmmmm, you know that I can climax
this wayMy hands cradling your head, kissing your
forehead until the pleasure begins to overtake me. Arching
my back and tilting my head, I hold your mouth against my
breasts as I climaxhips pressed forward against your
chest as the pleasure overtakes me, my
clit throbbing now and my thong wet with my juices.
You slide my shorts down past my hips and lift me up onto the
table, pulling my shorts and thong off ompletely. "Here?"
I ask. You don't say a word, you just kneel in front of
me and place my legs over your
shoulders and blow your warm breath over my smoothly shaven
pussy. I shudder with anticipation as I look into your eyesyour
face is moving closer to me, lips parted slightly, tongue
extended. It seems like an
eternity before I feel your warm mouth on me, your tongue
running through my lips and then parting them, sucking
on each labia before moving to my swollen and wanting clitoris.
I lean back on my elbows to watch you pull my hood back, exposing
the pearl and flicking your tongue gently across it before
sucking it gently in your mouth. Then you circle it with
your warm tongue as I lean back, the juices flowing out of
me as I feel the pleasure building. Rocking my hips against
you, I begin to spasm, the intense orgasm building. You
insert a finger inside me, curling it up to press against
my g-spot and I
explode with a flood of juices. My thighs begin to squeeze
around your head, my hips bouncing up and down, pushing
my pussy into your face. Waves and waves of orgasmsyou
add a finger inside me and I cum even
harder..are these separate orgasms or am I building toward
an earthshattering one.and then you press your tongue
against my clit and blow what children call a raspberry.OH
YESSSSSSS..I am slapping the
table with my fiststhis puts me over the edge as I scream
out your name!
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