Curvaceous French Woman In A First-person Perspective Encounter

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The chef turned the prawns and tofu and expertly decapitated them, putting the heads to one side. That was incredible and torture at the same time! Her usual liveliness was subdued and after eating she curled up on the sofa with me. Next he put an assortment of small dishes between us, a small jug containing dark soy sauce. I want to be in your arms or in your bed for all of it.”
“You will be when we get to the lake, nothing will stop that happening.”
“Then take me to bed now and make love to me slowly.”
I put our glasses on the coffee table and picked her up in my arms. Using the tip of her tongue she spread it around and the put her lips on it. “I bet that was a blue moon meal, wasn’t it?”
“Bread and cheese for us now.”
“I hope not!”
She took my arm and pulled it over her shoulder and held onto my hand with her other arm around my waist.

Curvaceous French Woman In A First-person Perspective Encounter

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