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Whipped Cream

The only thing I like more than having you lick whipped cream off of my cunt is you unloading your cream from your cock all over me. I was trying to make a dessert for your office Christmas party. I was just getting the whipped cream out of the refrigerator when you walked in the kitchen and grabbed me from behind. You grabbed the whipped cream and put it on the counter, shut the refrigerator door and pushed me up against the cold stainless steel door. The whole thing shook. You pulled down my shirt and bra and pressed my hard nipples against the cold metal door. You lifted my skirt and moved my panties to the side. You took a bit of whipped cream and spread it across my pussy lips before getting low and licking it off. Fuck. You commanded then that I took my clothes all the way off. As soon as they hit the floor, you turned me around, and picked me up. You placed me on the cold kitchen counter and sprayed me vigorously with the whipped cream. It was so cold but you warmed it right up, licking every bit. You sprayed me once again, emptying the can, and had me play with it in my pussy. I was sure to get it deep in there so you would have to tongue me even deeper to clean it out. I know you love eating that pussy. How is that Sensual phone sex Darlinevanilla cream pie, baby?


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