- STRAWBERRY STRUDEL-2
- She’s spooning the natural sauce of the chicken over itself. I just love the smell of rosemary. I see some freckles on her lower back just above her shorts. I wonder if they continue down below. Just a few more minutes. She closes the oven and puts the mitt on the stove. I put my hands around her waist. She puts her hand to my chest and looks up to me before closing her eyes. I sense her passion through the way she kisses. Now our hands are exploring each other. Her body is incredibly soft. I want her body to melt with mine. I’m very excited and I press it into her shorts. She looks down at what’s happening and pushes her shorts back into it a bit.
- “Yes,” she says. We need to be pressing ourselves into each other right now. We both are certain of it. This mutual understanding gets me even more aroused. I’m aiming myself right to where I should. She’s watching to make sure I’m on target. The burner grates are rattling as we dry hump against the stove.