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"I hope you like steak. I also made a salad and baked potatoes." Chris pulled two potatoes out of the oven. He removed the foil, sliced each of them open, added butter and salt and placed one on each of the plates on the counter. He returned to the table and kissed Caitlin again. "I gotta get the steaks off the grill. Medium rare, right?"
"Right! I am amazed at all the stuff you remember from our conversations," she said.
Chris smiled and stepped out the back door. Caitlin noticed the very fancy grill he had on his porch. He lifted the lid, grabbed some tongs and placed each steak on a plate. He came back inside and placed a steak on each of their plates on the counter. He took off his apron and grabbed the plates off the counter. He set a plate in front of Caitlin and sat down in the chair next to her.
"Ming the Merciless!" Caitlin exclaimed.
"What?"
"I just figured out who you look like! Ming the Merciless from the cheesy 80's movie ‘Flash Gordon’. That is who you remind me of!"
"I am not sure if that is a compliment or not," Chris chuckled.
Caitlin leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
"Okay, compliment," he said.
Chris and Caitlin ate their steak, baked potato and salad as they talked. Chris would occasionally run his hand up her thigh and under her skirt. Caitlin’s underwear was soaked before the end of the meal. They both cleared the table. Chris took Caitlin’s hand and led her to the couch. They sat down and just looked at each other.
Caitlin leaned over and pulled Chris’s face towards hers. She kissed him, hers fingers gliding over his head. His moustache tickled her nose. Chris pulled her body closer to him, his hands on her ass. He pulled her up a bit so she could move her legs to straddle him. She could feel his cock under her. It was hard.
They kissed passionately. Caitlin moved her hands down Chris’s body. She fumbled briefly with the button and zipper on his pants. Chris tilted his pelvis so Caitlin could slide his pants down to the floor. He kicked them off as he pulled down Caitlin’s underwear. Chris moved his hands along her ass and thighs. Caitlin had freed his cock and was sliding her hand up and down the shaft.
Caitlin moaned into Chris’s mouth. Chris broke their kiss and smiled at her. She smiled at him. Caitlin lifted her arms as Chris pulled off her shirt. He unhooked her bra and let it fall on the floor. He bent his head and kissed her right nipple. It hardened under his lips. He sucked it into his mouth, his fingers pinched her left nipple. Caitlin sighed. She continued to stroke his cock. She moved her dripping mound up and down his leg.
She felt moisture on the tip of Chris’s cock. She pushed his mouth off her breast and slide off the couch. She spread his legs, looked up at him and winked. Chris smiled down at her. She licked the tip of his dick. She licked the underside of the shaft, her eyes still on his face. Chris moved her hair to the side. Caitlin put the tip in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. Slowly she gobbled up more and more of his shaft. Her head moved up and down. Chris moved his pelvis slowly in time with her mouth. They stared at each other.
Caitlin reached between her legs to spread the lips of her pussy. She rubbed her clit and slid a finger inside her snatch. She continued to lick, nibble and deep throat Chris’s cock.
"Stand up, Princess," Chris whispered.
Reluctantly, Caitlin pulled her mouth off Chris and stood up. Chris stood and bent down to kiss her. He took her hand and they walked up the stairs. Chris lead her to his bedroom, to the foot of his bed. Caitlin noticed that the bed was unmade and there were at least a dozen pillows of different sizes on it.
Caitlin turned to face Chris, but he laughed. He turned her back around and made her bend over. He lifted her skirt up and spread her legs. Caitlin shivered in anticipation. Chris grabbed his manhood with one hand and spread her cheeks with the other. He slid his cock from her snatch to her ass, slowly. Caitlin moaned.
Suddenly, Chris thrust inside Caitlin’s cunt. Caitlin gasped. Chris held her on his cock and then slowly pulled it back. He was careful never to pull all the way out as he slowly moved inside her. He continued to slowly fuck Caitlin. She moaned under him and moved her hips back and forth. in time with his thrusts.
The pace of their fucking gradually quickened. Chris slammed into Caitlin harder and harder. Caitlin begged him to fuck her, her knees began to shake. Chris pounded her cunt. He slammed her onto his cock faster and faster. Caitlin felt the orgasm building inside her.
"Oh God Chris! I’m cumming," Caitlin yelled as her pussy clenched Chris’s cock. She screamed as her orgasm took over every fiber of her body. Chris slammed into her and yelled as his own orgasm hit. He ground his cock into her.
Caitlin collapsed on the bed. Chris collapsed on top of her. Their breathing was ragged. Caitlin laughed as her pussy continued to spasm around Chris’s spent member. They laid there for several minutes.
Chris pulled out of Caitlin and rolled off her. Caitlin crawled up the bed and laid on her back, p-lacing her head on one of the pillows. Chris followed her. He stopped over her mound, pulled up her skirt again and spread her legs. He licked her slit, his tongue slid inside her. He lifted his head and crawled the rest of the way up Caitlin’s body. Chris kissed her, slowly. Caitlin tasted his cum mixed with hers. She licked his lips. There was more cum in his goatee. Caitlin sucked it out of his whiskers.
Chris laid down next to Caitlin and grabbed his own pillow for his head. They turned their bodies to look at each other. Chris played with one of Caitlin’s breasts. Caitlin sighed at his touch.
"Cupcake?" Chris asked. Caitlin laughed. She nodded. Chris kissed her forehead before he jumped off the bed. He stopped and pulled his shirt over his head before he walked down the stairs. Caitlin removed her skirt and pulled the sheet up to her chin. She heard Chris’s footsteps coming up the stairs.
"I could not decide which flavor, so I brought the whole box up. Which flavor would Milady like?" Chris hopped back on the bed next to her. Caitlin peered into the box.
"I think the salted caramel," she said. He handed her the cupcake she picked. Chris chose the red velvet cupcake.
Caitlin licked at the frosting of her cupcake. Chris took all the frosting off his cupcake, looked at Caitlin and then spread the frosting on her left breast, then her right. Caitlin giggled as he licked each breast clean. She bent her head to lick the frosting off his lips and out of his beard.
Chris took the wrapper off the cake part of his cupcake and threw it off the bed. He broke the cake in half and fed part of it to Caitlin’s mouth. He kissed her lightly and shoved the other half inside her pussy. Caitlin yelped. Chris buried his head between her legs and licked the crumbs on her thighs. His tongue lapped at the cake at the entrance of her snatch. He licked and nibbled her and the cake inside her.
When he finished cleaning her pussy he looked up at Caitlin and winked. She dropped her own cupcake on the bedside table and grabbed his head and pulled it up to her mouth. She wanted him inside her again. She needed him inside her again.
"What would you like now, Princess?"
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