Thumbs hooked in the straps of the apron, she surveyed the sugary overload. She forgot just how much she loved baking. It had been over a year since...she cooked anything aside from microwave food in her tiny studio. The normal aches of missing her mother were washed away by sweeter nostalgia of careful instructions in her childhood kitchen. She got carried away once the chocolate started melting. First she made chocolate dipped strawberries, the decorative white and darker ribbons curling. ‘I’m sorry, I did not mean for it to go that far, but it felt so damn good’ ‘We should head back, I need to get home,’ signalling an end to our time in the hot tub, and of course doom for my flagging erection. So with that, we slowly headed back to my apartment, the tent in my shorts slowly subsiding, with Beth glancing at me and it occasionally. She changed in my bathroom, while I jumped into some sweats and a t-shirt. I was of course still very pent up, but though inside I was not thinking. “Please, Gabe, pleeeeeaase.” She was moaning and begging while watching how he plunged into her and then completely pulling out showing just how much her ass licked it. “Fuck!” He squeezed her ass cheeks while he held them apart. He felt his body shake with the fierce electricity of his powerful orgasm. When he pulled out, she was spilling his seed out of her hot rosy rectum. “Oh my God, Gabe, hurry!” She was panting hard. He knew she was close, so he quickly placed the probe back in her. Hanga put a blanket over him later. The sound of men drilling on the parade ground woke him. Groggily he glanced at his watch, blinking his eyes to focus. It was nearly 9am. He climbed off the bed and realised he was still dressed. He called out for Hanga as he took off his jacket and staggered into the bathroom. He started to chastise Hanga for letting him sleep so long and then apologized, knowing it wasn’t his fault. Hanga said he was cooking a big breakfast for him seeing he hadn’t eaten.
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