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Valentine’s Day Rimjob

Date: 2/13/2015, Categories: True Story, Ass to mouth, Cum Swallowing, First Time, Male/Female, massage, Wife, Author: Jack_The_Crack_Attack, Rating: 88.2, Source: sexstories.com

I knew she’d like it. I had put roses and a box of chocolates on the living room table. I also had a poem that I made for her. I unlocked the front door and held it open for her. “Why thank you sir, you are such a gentleman.” “Of course milady.” Once she stepped into the house, she could already see what was on the living room table. She turned to me and gave me this adorable expression of shock. “Babe…” “What? You didn’t think I’d just end it with dinner did you?” “Oh honey, I love you so much.” She took hold of my head and gave me a kiss. I caressed her sides as I kissed back. The warm soothing touch of Jenny’s lips made me feel happy. We broke our kiss and I told her, “Go get some chocolate.” Jenny loves chocolate. I always joke with her calling it her cocaine. I walked with her to the table; she was excited to open the box. However, before she grabbed the box of chocolates, she looked over to the roses. The one in the center had a tag attached to it. She noticed that this rose was a fake one. The rest were real. On the tag it read ‘I will love you until the last rose dies.’ I can’t even begin to explain how touched she was when she read this. She turned around to kiss me again. “You are so, so sweet.” She gave me small kisses and did not want to stop. However, I stopped her so I could get down on one knee in front of her—no I’m not proposing. I mentioned earlier that I had created a poem for her. Whenever I make poetry for Jenny, I always memorize it beforehand. I gently ... held her right hand. I began to recite the words I had created and maintained in my head. By the time I finished, she actually shed tears of joy. I got back to my feet and she kissed me immediately. “I love you. I love you. I love you so much. ” Every Valentine’s Day, I always try to outdo myself. It was really nice to actually have someone special to treat like this. Before I met her, I always hated Valentine’s Day because I was a bitter asshole. After Jenny recovered from my poem, I let her eat some of her chocolates. She was having orgasms in her mouth as usual. She offered me some, but I told her to hold it in her mouth. She knew what I was going to do. We basically reenacted that iconic scene from The Lady And The Tramp, but instead of a spaghetti noodle, it was a piece of chocolate. I moved my lips to the chocolate and parted them slightly. Half of the chocolate was in my mouth while the other half was in hers. It was one of those rectangular ones. She used her tongue to push the rest into my mouth. I chewed and the flavor hit my taste buds instantly. Delicious caramel and nut. ‘Damn…that is some good chocolate.’ I thought. Jenny put a mint flavored chocolate in her mouth and enjoyed. However, she did not swallow it. Instead, she grabbed me by my head and kissed me. We both closed our eyes and enjoyed the touch of each other’s lips. While she held me by my head, I wrapped my arms around her. She shoved her tongue in my mouth to let some of the mint chocolate go inside. ...