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Cater

 
Hear the vibration from my phone, text letting me know you are on the way home.  
Been thinking about this moment all day long.
 
See, I left work a little early so dinner would be ready when you walk through the door. 
Youve been working so much, taking care of me, 
its my turn to take care of my baby. 
 
The door opens and in you step, you pause for a moment to catch your breath, 
yes,... your eyes are not deceiving you, i have your meal laid out
Your drink is waiting and i am too, stripped of everything in full view. 
 
Come take a seat love, i will slide over on your lap and feed you, 
your hands are free to explore the venue. 
A kiss between bites on my lips and breast, 
your fingers stroking my pussy, so damn wet. 
No rush, take your time love, its all for you, this is your night and i am catering to you. 
 
Step in the bathroom, let me remove your clothes. Love watch the soap slide over you body so slow. Washing every inch of you, my mouth cant resist. Knelling down and sliding you between my lips, damn baby i love this. 
 
Taking that towel and drying you all around, step over to the bed and lay yourself down. Warm oil and my hands are ready, relax, rubbing away the stress of the day from your back... your arms, legs, chest and feet... my God you body is so amazing to me. Slowly i slide my leg over your hips, your dick just touching my pussy lips, leaning close and feeling your arms encircle me, my hips meet yours and grind rhythmically.
 
Feeling you so deep, seeing your eye cloud over, baby im here to be your girl, your lover. Sweat coving my skin as ride till i know that its time, damn you are so fine. Feeling you grab me as you cum, love this shit, you are my only one.
 
Rest and relax, lay back on the pillow, i will curl up against and breathe you in, 
so happy to know, 
that my King is finally home.
Written by SirenMuse
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