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Tonight's Private Menu

[font=Georgia]So Chef Hityatastebuds(Hit-Ya-Taste-Buds) what's on the menu tonight he asked

She said dinner and dessert was on her and that she has a special meal planned for him..

A version of her menu that only a chosen ones can feast on...

Which will be his new favorite dish she'll have no problem fixing it every night on demand when he comes home from work..

He look at every inch of her, his mouth starts to salivate at the sight and thought of her exquisite menu, "oh I'm really gonna take my time on this delicious meal tonight!" He says..

As he look in her eyes, he says to himself "I hope it's you this time!" She look up as if she heard his thought and says "I'm sure you will and it mos def will be!"

His first bite was like his taste buds got into an argument amongst themselves which they all left out the top floor window

As the every flava profile hits his senses my mouth began water as if he never ate a exquisite dish before as her dish began to melt onto his tongue

Every sexy morsel must be savoured slowly as he eats, sucking on her moistened parts, she's a gorgeous edible treat

And as his jaws begins to develop muscles he never knew had existed he continued to eat her immaculate mouth watering; tongue melting; finger licking; top secret taste bud bullying creamery, all her parts are the perfect ingredients, she blends them to make the perfect meal, sadly he's feasting like a king to a lion in Africa, how he wishes this meal was a dream

Her body's like a sexual feast, he looks at her curves as his menu, her kisses will be his starter, before he eat the rest of her

As if she read his mind, she states that she doesn't make this dish for every one n that a man only get this dish if he's worthy of it power...

This dish is only made strickly for him and only for him to enjoy let alone indulge in it's power of nutrition, love, happiness and it's relaxation side effect..
 
Like a form of weed extract that can never be found or sold at any medical or recreational marijuana dispensary will have for sale not even a hood dispensary

Hands running all over her, covering all of her tender skin, his tongues running up your inner thigh, before he slides it in

Playing with her nipples they stiffen whilst he began to suck, her tasteful flava so devine, he just can't believe his luck

Which he can say, he'll officially falling in love wit her very own homemade from scratch version of the pussy platter onna golden China plate..

A recipe like this can be pass down to generations yet tweaked and twisted  by those who it gets passed down to
Written by Major_NorfsideTsu
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