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6:33pm....I’m home and you’re at work. I was thinking about how you would passionately eat my puxxy like soup. How gently you spread my legs and tell me DO NOT move. But I moved. Your tongue always had me moving up and down to the rhythm of your licks. “ I can’t wait until you get home”. I placed candles on Our stairway. I was waiting for you. I had strawberries, whipped cream in a glass bowl beside me. I was wearing red lace panties and a matching bra. Hair was pulled back in a ponytail. I had on my black christian louboutin heels 👠The ones you like fuxxing me in. 8:12pm...The door knob was turning, it was you. I’m Sitting on the stairs like a stallion. My first words to you were “Are you hungry?”.(you smiled). But didn’t say anything. You calmly sat your briefcase 💼 By the door. Calmly placed every piece of your suit on the table. At this moment you’re facing me butt as naked. You’re standing in front of me. Bent down and grabbed one of the strawberries and fed it to me. You grabbed the whipped cream and put it on your dxxxk. I gently grabbed your manhood, played with the tip and eased my way down. You started to Moan (lick that ), show me how bad you miss him. I started swallowing and licking your dxxk like a lollipop ðŸ. You took it out, bent down and grabbed me. Threw me on the wall, placed me on your shoulders and started eating my pxxxy. Breast out (I’m moaning). Ahhgggahhh. You stopped. Gently removed me from your shoulders (whispering in my ear 👂 you good. Yes, baby was my response. Slid me on your long big black dxxk. I bite my lips and started moaning.You’re fxxxing me on the wall. feels so good we both started moaning. You ask me (who pxxxy is this? Yoursss daddi) ahhgggggh. Your response (it better be).
Short story by: Shavon P.
