giovedì 9 gennaio 2014

Prose for Pros 8

                                      He wanted to have me in the kitchen!




He entered me before the water was boiling

The pasta was waiting to go in but he was

He was in and happy

Pounding my pussy as the water simmered away

And he simmered and then steamed

I added some salt, a pinch of salt as he pinched my arse

My vagina soaking, engorged from his poking

Enlarged from his stroking

And he hammered me like a tempered steak

And he thrust his weight against the oven door

And I roasted and I sweated and I basted

And he moaned and groaned and tasted

It was a dinner for two

But there could have been room for you



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1 commento:

  1. I want to have you in the kitchen, too!
    I'd love to fuck you there, it's true!
    I'd bend you over the kitchen sink,
    Do what I should not really think,
    Drive my cock so deeply up your pussy,
    Squeeze your lovely boobs so tightly,
    Flick your delightful tits this way and that,
    Slowly gyrate my cock inside your love tunnel!
    Kissing your neck and fondling your hair,
    Slowly fucking you over your kitchen sink,
    Grinding, fucking, shafting and hammering,
    Oh, so slowly, till you cum!


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