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This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.She watched him across the kitchen.He was naked and bent over the table, filling in the crossword in his newpaper.Keeping one eye on the pan, she sneaked over and smacked him with the hot, oily spatula.SLAP!”Ow! What was that for?” He rubbed his ass with one hand, whilst scratching his forehead with the pen in his other.She grinned.”Just lubing you up for some playtime.” She went back to the hob to poke their dinner. He went back to his crossword, and she watched him whilst she waited for the flames to do their work. She watched his hand drift to his red cheek every now and again, smearing in more oil. And she thought. Hard.I’d like to slap your sausage around, my lad.She squeezed her plump thighs together”Come here.””What’s that?””I said, Escort side come here”.Nervously, he edged towards her, eyes on the spatula, and plainly scared of the cooker. She grinned.”Know how I like to have your sausage?”He raised an eyebrow.”Plump. Juicy. Hot.” She started towards him.He shrank back, but he wasn’t quick enough. The spatula swung round and shimmied itself under his sausage, pinching heat against flesh as he cried out.”For fuck’s sake, woman! You’re burning it!””No, I’m not. It’s no worse than hot wax, you wuss. It’s only been over the pan, not in it.”She reached behind her and turned off the hob. Pulling her cotton dress over her head, she was naked now, too. It was only fair, she supposed. Quickly, she emptied the food onto the waiting plate, and set the pan aside. Drawing nearer to him manavgat escort once more, she took her implement in one hand, and the plate in the other. Saucily, she balanced his firmness on the slow-cooling, still-dripping spatula. They both watched as she gently bounced his meat up and down, the end dribbling from slow oozes of clear juice, with oil shining brightly along its length. She slid a finger along it too, and let him watch her suck hard.”Mmm…” Sauntering to the table, she set down the plate, then climbed up, caramel crinkle winking at him as she stuck her ass in the air. SLAP!He watched as she spanked her own cheeks a few times with the oiled spatula, and then goggled as she slowly but deftly inserted the handle into her pussy. What a glorious view it was! Her swelling lips slobbered alanya escort bayan around the slim lavender silicone whilst she used her pussy muscles to suck it inside. He watched, fascinated, now holding his slippery meat himself.She peeked around at him, and grinned again. He stood there, transfixed. Swinging one leg over, she flipped onto her back so that her wobbling breasts slightly drooped outwards, and the spatula stuck out of her drooling cunt. She wiggled it up and down with precision control.”Come on, lad. Bring your sausage here.”In a daze, he brought his meat to her. He gave a little groan as she raised her hips and squeezed her pussy to flick the end of his hard cock with her tool.”Come on. My pussy wants your sausage. Now.””But… the spatula?””You can get both in there. Call it added sensation.”He thought for a moment. Then he moved forward. It was highly undignified, he thought to himself, but then concentration banished all embarassment as he maneuvered himself to her tight hole. He clumsily straddled the end of the spatula, so his balls were flopped over it, and the wider end cupped his white ass.
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