She dropped another marshmallow into the saucepan. It was his favourite concoction of hers – a thick gloopy drink of melted dark chocolate and marshmallows with some cherry liquor. He came up behind her, grabbed her shoulders with his large firm hands and kissed her soft neck. A tingle went up the back of her spine as his soft lips nuzzled her and his hands slipped round to gently massage her breasts. She turned off the hob and closed her eyes as she put her hands behind her back to unbuckle his belt and teasingly stroke his belly button.

His right hand moved down to pull up her dress as she rubbed up against him with her bottom. He liked it and pulled her even closer. Then he pulled her black dress over her head leaving her in her black lace bra and little French knickers. He turned her around and lifted her onto the kitchen counter.

He pulled off her knickers and threw them on the floor. She lay back as he lifted her knees back and began to lick her pussy, constantly stroking the inside of her lips with his tongue. He kissed her around her belly button and then went over to the stove. He dipped his finger in the mixture and sucked it. “Perfection.” He whispered and brought over the saucepan while she took off her bra and lay back down on the counter.

He stood over her and poured some of the mixture over her large squeezable breasts. Her nipples looked like cherries on the top of two large portions of chocolate ice cream. He swiftly tickled the tip of her nipple with his tongue and sucked off the chocolate. They simultaneously began to get warmer, wetter and harder.

She reached down and put her finger in her hole and then stroked upwards to circle her throbbing clit. Then she got off the counter and smiled as she took off his trousers and unbuttoned his shirt. He watched every movement of her breasts jiggle as she did this.

He hopped up on the counter and she wrapped her hand around his big smooth cock. She smothered the chocolate on his dick and tickled the end, like he had with her nipples. She enjoyed the tang of the cherry liquor as she rubbed him up and down and tenderly squeezed his rock hard rod.

He played with her hair and grasped it between his hands as she began engulfing more and more of his dick and sucking harder and harder. He groaned: he loved it. Now, all he could think about was fucking her until she screamed.

He pulled her hair back and she looked up into his eyes with an impish grin. Her pussy was deep, tight and soaking, ready for what was coming next.