MARION

“Wildfire, as much as I love eating your pussy, I need some meat and potatoes.” Demetria giggled as I peppered kisses along her exposed shoulders.

It was Sunday afternoon, and we had been lazing in bed since morning after enjoying breakfast. I just enjoyed myself milking her pussy dry after making her cum twice. But now, I was hungry for a home-cooked meal. It’s Sunday brunch with the family.

Lifting from my spot on her lap, I didn’t give her a chance to answer me before I ...