Sweet Moments

"A Taste Of Sweetness"

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Sweet Moments

We had a weekend off. No working in the kitchen or the office.

For once, the schedule wasn’t breathing down our necks, and the world felt a little quieter because of it. The morning light came in soft through the blinds, the kind that didn’t demand anything from us. It just settled across the room like an invitation to slow down.

There is a strange kind of freedom in not having anywhere to be. The coffee tasted better. The air felt lighter. Even the silence had a different weight to it—not heavy, just full, like something we had been holding in for a long time.

We didn’t have a plan. That was the point. Just a weekend to breathe, maybe remember who we were when we weren’t rushing from one task to the next.

Charming came up behind me. He smelled so good. I felt his hands on my waist—steady, deliberate—guiding me to the edge of the table. The shift caught me off guard. It was the kind of surprise that came from knowing him so well.

He lifted a small tub of whipped cream from the counter, the faint scent of sweetness drifting in the air. “Meg, you are going to enjoy this. He touched a bit of the whipped cream to my lips. Open your mouth.” He knew I liked the taste of it. He puts some whipped cream in my mouth. Working it down my body.

He whispers, “I have always wanted to taste you like this.” My body was his playground. It has been so long for both of us. “You always keep your skin smooth just the way I like it. He kissed and licked all the whipped cream off me. While his fingers fucked my pussy.

My body was shaking. He always knew the right spot. I needed to come, but Charmer always made me wait. I started to come a little on his fingers.

Charmer got on his knees. He took his fingers out. Sucking on them. He gives me that sexy look. “Now you are ready for me.” He covered my pussy in whipped cream. Licking and sucking it all out of me.

My screams and moans keep him buried in my pussy. “You always have the sweetest taste. I will make sure my tongue is the only one in your wet, juicy pussy.”

I came so many times that night.

He got off his knees and was on top of me. Kissing my lips. He held my hands over my head, fucking me hard and rough. He came inside my wet pussy. We came together.

We made love the whole weekend.

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