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I smack her butt playfully as I follow her "Now I have to cook supper for you"

"Hey!" she says with a laugh "No spanking"

"A," I say and grab her, tickling her "I like the way your butt jiggles when I give you a love tap"

"I'irl," she says and tries to squir"

"You were a very good girl and deserve an orgasm"

"I already had two," she replies, laughing again when I squeeze her, ers at her ribs

"You'll get a guaranteed twoand we're ready for round two"

We kiss, lingering over it I could fuck her again right now, the way my body feels

But then I hear her stomach rumble and feel pity for her

"Tiether we dress "I'll eat you again later"

I cook for India, nature chicken marsala, with Marsala wine, cremini mushrooms, and fresh fettuccini noodles I love to cook, and was in charge of chow forthe last two years of my military service

"You're good at this," India says, helping lass of wine topped up I do the rest, not trusting her with a chef's knife I've seen her injured fingers when ca onions

While the chicken is siether on the patio overlooking the bay and enjoy the nightfall

"This is my favorite ti onback besideat the horizon where the sun has set and the sky is a deep purple-orange

Once the ht, toasting the success of the enda