1. Lizvette Chapter: Bananas Foster


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Sex Humor, Taboo, Author: Stiffenpurple, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    piece while holding the steak down with the fork in my left hand, then put down the knife, moved the fork to my right hand to stab the piece and lift it to my mouth. &#034Oh my! Yes! This is perfect! Good choice, sweetheart.&#034 I asked the waiter for a bottle of A1, knowing the beef purists around me would frown on using a sauce on fine steak. Lizvette took no notice, I was happy to see. I poured a puddle of sauce beside the steak on my plate to dip the slices in, and settled back to enjoy. After our tea was refreshed I reminded Lizvette to save room for dessert. Her appetite was large and she was moving along very nicely. &#034Don't worry. I'll save some of this for you to snack on later. I'm ready for dessert when you are, dear.&#034 I noted her first uses of &#034darling&#034 and &#034dear&#034 in addressing me and wasn't sure if I liked it. Or even the &#034father.&#034 I wasn't tired of being &#034Daddy&#034 yet. She must have sensed some disappointment. I looked at her to find she had been watching me. &#034Don't you love these table cloths?&#034 I felt a sudden pressure against my crotch. &#034They're so thick and long. They d**** way ever the table edge.&#034 She had removed her slippers and was pressing one foot against my balls. She had noticed the tablecloth was large enough to conceal us. &#034Shouldn't you order dessert now, father?&#034 Lizvette said casually, sipping her tea and pressing her bare heel against the length of my stiffening shaft under my ...
    slacks. &#034Oh god. Yes. ... Yes I will baby.&#034 She slumped back lower on her side of the booth to get a better angle on my cock and took out her phone while I raised my hand to the Bananas Foster chef and signalled my order. I felt my phone vibrate in my breast pocket. &#034Check your message, Dad. It might be important.&#034 I reached into my pocket as the chef approached with his setup and opened the message. It read, &#034Unzip your fly, Daddy.&#034 The chef introduced himself but I took no notice of his name. I was too distracted by Lizvette's latest ... What? Not a public display of affection. No. Her latest concealed act of very intense affection in public. She smiled and chatted with him as he prepared. He was an older, very amiable man who took full notice of Lizvette's charm as he addressed her almost exclusively. &#034You like bananas my dear?&#034 he asked her in a marked Spanish accent, Puerto Rican, I guessed. Lizvette smiled and replied, &#034Oh I love them! Especially peeling a fresh ripe one!&#034 He handed her a perfectly ripe yellow banana. &#034Please, my dear. Assist me.&#034 Lizvette looked at me and began to peel slowly, eying me as she did so. I subtly reached to my fly and quietly unzipped and let my cock pop out between her foot and the table cloth. Lizvette handed the banana back to the chef, who gave her a second one as he sliced the first lengthwise. She held it before her, as if it were a religious object, and began massaging the underside of my ...
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