I couldn't believe John had actually offered to cook, so I waited outside on the porch while he whipped up a meal for us. When he came out wearing his cute little apron with hot dogs and fries, I just knew he had something kinky planned. He offered me a bite of the end of one of the dogs, and all I could think of was I wish it was his meat I was tasting and not this!

I was on fire instantly when John slid my shorts down and began stroking my core with his skilled tongue.

I couldn't believe how fast he got me on the edge of orgasm, and then pushed me over until I held his head to me, having him lick every last drop as the spasms shook me.