1. The Big Game Bet - Chapter 2


    Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Masturbation, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    start frying the eggplant. "Hold on," I said. "I don't want any of that hot olive oil splattering and burning your boobs." I opened a drawer and looked around for a certain apron. Found it, tucked way in the back. My wife had given it to me years ago. It was pink plaid with big white letters 'Kiss the Cook!' "Here you go," I said. I put the apron over her head and tied it around her waist. "Thanks," Teresa said. "And..." She pointed to those three words. I smiled, leaned in, and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "That's it?" she said. "That's all I get?" I smiled again, then pulled her close to me and gave her a hard, lusty kiss. Our mouths opened and our tongues swirled. My hands roamed down her naked back to her bare butt. I gave each cheek a light slap and pulled her tightly against me so she could feel my stiffening cock pressing against her. We stood that way for about a minute before breaking our embrace. "Hmm, much better," she said. I finished my glass of wine as Teresa fried the eggplant pieces and then put them on paper towels to soak up any excess oil. When she was about to assemble the dish I walked up behind her, untied the apron string from around her waist and put my hands on her hips. "Don't mind me," I said. "I'm just watching you cook." As she laid out a layer of eggplant in the bottom of the baking dish I slowly ran my hands up and down her sides. As she spread out some of the ricotta mixture I reached up under the apron and cupped her breasts in my ...
    hands. "Ohhh," she gasped and momentarily froze. When she ladled out a layer of sauce I rubbed and pulled at her nipples with my fingers. Her hands were trembling as the next layer of eggplant went down and my hands went over her chest and belly. As more of the ricotta mix went down my hands slid down the insides of her thighs. And as more sauce was ladled out my right hand cupped and rubbed her moist pussy. "Mmm," she purred. As Teresa slowly put the top later of eggplant and a topping of Parmesan cheese on the dish, my left hand played with her breast as my right rubbed up and down her pussy lips. Her mound was smooth, her juices sticky under my probing fingers. Teresa gripped the counter top as I slid a finger inside of her while pinching harder on her nipple. For a good thirty seconds my middle finger probed inside her and my hand put pressure on her clit. "Yes, yes, yes," Teresa started to whisper, then gasped as her orgasm took over her body. I held on tightly to her so she wouldn't fall to the floor as the wave of pleasure rushed over her. She pushed her hips back into me, and I knew she could feel how hard I was in my pants. "Just... give... me... one... second," she said a moment later, trying to catch her breath. She practically threw the baking dish into the oven, pulled the apron over her head and put her hand on the bulge in my pants. "You fucking better get those pants off now, because I want that dick of yours in my mouth," Teresa said, acting like a cat in heat. It ...
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