Becky's Seduction

But then he picks up his fork with the other hand, and suddenly I understand. He stabs a bite of the omelet, turns and feeds it to me!

Wow! This guy... My guy... thinks of everything! We take turns, bite after bite, taking time out for slurps of coffee and of course, lots of kisses.

Meanwhile, he has a use for the other arms, too. Turns out, we can use our forearms fine below the table, and he's driving me crazy, running his fingers up and down my inner thigh. But I quickly get even and stroke my fingers up and down his cock, which quickly goes from...