Food Erotica

sighed making it replicate annoying when some pieces of fish slipped through his skin to fall into the base where he was.

. -Estate still … – mumbled picking up with chopsticks fallen apart and cleaned with a napkin his belly before placing them above

! ‘But – she stayed.

he silenced her with a finger to her lips and continued striving to place the fish, and it was no fish on the bare her body, lying face up on the kitchen table where It was supposed to be eating at that time and not supporting such ideas of their partner.

I had seen in an article, the Japanese art of eating on a human body, but for him the thing He went beyond and that she still knew without being told. I was going to be more to eat, lick or suck, and it made were restless and excited to sit still. It was superior to it.

His fingers stroked his belly toward sex and tensed at the touch closing the legs. He felt that it was opening a little and felt something liquid frightened by the freshness he had. He was going to pour the liquid if he was not careful.

He heard the laughter of one who was putting in trouble and wanted to retort but just then placed in his mouth a cherry holding her lips for him swoop down on it and take the cherry in your mouth while the buried in the of she doing that, between them, bite and were running with it until only bone in his mouth.

She separated from her taking it out and looking flushed cheeks of her color, her lips swollen and crimson both excited him, the same color that certainly would have inside in a lower part of his body.

-Lunch time. – Announced sitting in a chair with chopsticks and picking some pieces of food it dipped in the liquid that she was not spilled or leaked

. -And me? – She asked to see how each dish tasted

. -Then. – Answered ending the conversation and touching her more closely in that area it began to segregate flow and mixed with the liquid contained. – It is now richer. – He commented licking

. He rose from his chair leaning over her, but this time, his mouth began to suck the liquid between her legs until it just stuck. It was when he moved and opened her legs to enter her head and there, sticking out tongue to touch her gently, just enough for her respingara and moan shrink your belly in anticipation of what was to come when down a few millimeters body .

Again and again his tongue worked wonders in your body and bringing it increasingly closer to a cascade of orgasms. Every time he touched the clitoris was a step closer to that moment and, increasingly, left her harder. He was being mean to torment her that way without letting climaxed.

Instead, she now knew much more than delighted with the liquid before. She sucked and sucked out wanting more as her hands preyed breasts and played with her nipples. It was a sea of ??sensations involved in food, a meal was tasting it, she carried away.

Such was the excitement that he could not control his body, the vaginal muscles begging for some attention soon were fulfilled when he inserted his fingers while stroking inside her mouth began to give bites on her clitoris. The other hand clutched the nipple driving it into an electrical buzzing that ended his little resistance soaking his own orgasm.

Are we still? – She asked him licking his lips when she looked up looking for his touch. I was taking a food that fell from it and brought it to his mouth but not before passing it to her sex to moisten more and thereby touching it in its inflamed and excited part at that time.

He fell on the table again unable to protect themselves against the second orgasm catapulting a sea of ??sensations. At that rate, it would be the last he had that night.

Mitsuki

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