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Friday 29 April 2011

BLACK EROTICA ***THE GLORY HOLE*** (SW33T MILO T​3A) 18+ READING..

***VIEWS EXPRESSED IN THIS CHAPTER ARE NOT NECESSARILY THOSE SHARED BY THE AUTHOR... THIS IS COPYRIGHTED AND BELONGS ONLY TO APPLE WHITTAKER AKA SW33T MILO T3A® / APPLEZZ**** 




Sabrina walked to the stove in her heels and threw the seasonings into the pot. She loved cooking and loved the fact that Howard loved her cooking. She was making Jerk Chicken and rice and peas, his favourite. Howard came up behind her and wrapped his hands around her waist.
“Smells good. I hope it tastes as good.” He said smiling.
Sabrina gave him a sly look then moved to the fridge to get some ketchup for the sauce.
“I’m so hungry that I feel like I could eat you instead. Loving the teddy.” He said taking in the sight of her in the red baby doll teddy that he bought her with red heels to match.
And these weren’t normal heels, these were the ones that you see girls in Gentleman’s clubs dancing in or girls in pornos and she looked DAMN good in them ! Those legs! Hmmmmmmmmmmm……………
“Dinner soon ready love.” Sabrina said while setting the table. “ I just turned it off so all I have to do is wait for the gravy to done.” 
Howard wasn’t hearing this because while she was setting the table she had her back turned to him and he was too busy taking in the fabulous view. He walked up behind her and bent her over roughly, bent down, tore her panties off completely and started French kissing her love hole. 
Sabrina was taken by surprise at first but felt her knees buckling as the waves of orgasm washed over her. Howard expertly flicked his tongue in and out of her, pausing to suck on her clit with anxiety, then moving back to her opening to lick  her juices all the way to her ass and back. Howard loved the smell of her sex and his nostrils welcomed the aroma, arousal taking over his body, his dick standing erect. He entered his middle finger and licked on her clit while fingering her. This made her wiggle and wine on his face while screaming his name. Howard felt her vagina walls contract and instantly knew what that meant, she was about to squirt. Howard quickly removed his fingers but kept his lips and tongue firmly on her clit. He wanted to taste all her juices. Her climax came hard and fast, ripping through her body then spreading outward into Howard’s open mouth and dripping to the floor. Howard was relishing in this fantasy come to life. Sabrina was the first woman he had ever met that could actually squirt. He had only ever seen that in porn and fantasised about it regularly. But not anymore…
After squirting her load Sabrina could hardly stand up straight, so Howard lifted her slender, orgasm battered body into his arms and headed into the bedroom not before stopping by the stove and turning off the fire under the gravy. When they got to the ‘killing room’ he lay her on the bed and proceeded to undress her slowly, captivated by her beautiful body. In his eyes at that moment he found her body absolutely flawless, like an uncut diamond. He paused to kiss her softly, savouring the sweet taste of her lips against his, her the taste of her own sweet juices. He bit her bottom lip and she moaned, making his dick rock hard and pre-cum glisten on the top. Howard kissed her face, neck and moved downwards to her 32DD breasts which he licked and sucked while fingering her until Sabrina felt another orgasm rising. That’s when she decided to take charge. She got up, pushed him down on the bed and twisted her slim body so that she could perform fellatio on his dick while her pussy was poised over his waiting lips. Howard loved this position because there was no doubt that this girl was orally gifted. 
They spent the rest of the night entwined in many different positions forgetting all about the food she had gone through so much trouble to prepare. Sex sweet eeeeeeee !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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