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She moaned and threw back her head in delight, her thick thighs rubbing together of their own accord as a bolt of sensual pleasure coursed through her body.
“You like that, don’t you?” her husband whispered, stroking the side of her large breast with a teasing finger. “Do you want more?”
“Yes,” she said, her dark eyes shining.
“What’s the magic word?” he teased, leaning closer to her, pressing into her curves.
“Please?” she begged, eyes wide, lips pouting.
He nodded and slipped another square of milk chocolate between her lips.
“Chocolate lover,” he taunted, and she winked at him as she sucked the chocolate into her mouth and felt the creamy comfort of it melting over her tongue.
“Now that would be something I could sink my teeth into,” she purred then licked her lips.
“I remember that time with the chocolate body paint,” he said, “I ended up covered in bites and bruises.”
“I don’t remember you complaining at the time.” She reached out to him and stroked his erection through his trousers. “Do we have any of that left?”
“Hmm, I don’t think so, but I have a sweet treat here for you.”
“I can tell,” she purred and pulled open his pants. “I hope it has a creamy centre. That’s my favourite part.”
“Oh, it’s mine too.” He licked his lips and watched his sweet-loving wife lavishing affection on his cock.
She treated it like an expensive bar of chocolate. Delicately she licked, relishing its flavour and texture on her tongue. Teasing herself to a point when she needed more she engulfed the thick head with her lips and sucked the solid bar, enjoying the warm hardness against her tongue and relishing the gasps and moans she pulled from the lips of her lover.
“Fuck, I’m going to melt in your mouth,” he groaned and thrust his hips, forcing more of his cock between her enticing lips. He wrapped her dark locks around his fingers in an attempt to control the pleasure exploding through him but the tightening grip in her hair made her suck harder, heightening the erotic tension in his dick.
She could still taste chocolate on her palate and, mixed with the salty sweetness of the juices leaking from his tip, it proved to be a seductive concoction. She could not get enough of it. Up and down, slowly and steadily she sucked, mimicking the dance of sex, feeling the phantom memory of his cock in her cunt. She could tell that he was close to coming: his balls were tightening beneath her fingers and he was panting and thrusting up into her mouth with increasing urgency.
She loved this moment the most, the moment when he cursed and screamed and roared as he surrendered to the pleasure and the cum erupted into her eagerly sucking mouth. She savoured every last drop then grinned broadly.