I lay out the ingredients on the counter and pull out some pans to start making waffles. As I review the ingredients on the counter I wild and erotic ...dea pops in my head as I look at the strawberries. I decide that I will still use the strawberries and whip cream but you will be the waffle. I take the bowl of strawberries and the whip cream and head for the bedroom. I set the bowl of strawberries and whipped cream on the table next to the bed. I gently pull back the covers and kiss you. It didn’t take long as his moans got louder, until eventually he was calling so loudly I was worried that the management would knock on our door. Before I could do anything about it, he grabbed my head and held me tight. Calling loudly, he burst into my mouth, spewing huge quantities so deep into my throat that I hardly had to swallow. I nursed him back down with my hands and my mouth, then moved up to kiss him, to share his essence with him the same way he had shared with me. As always, he. Then, it hit, my cum rocketed up into her mouth as she gulped it all down. She backed up off my cock, held it in her fist and licked eery trace that seeped out after. I sat there in a bit of a daze, almost sucked inside out, a very happy man. "Betty, can I return the favor? I've been told I'm pretty good and, after that, well, you are the best, my dear, just the best. So, I'd be happy to do you." "Well, Ron, that's something that I'm never likely to turn down," and I took her hand, lifted her. . I’d like to spend my final decade or two just being pounded by one dog after another. Every day. In the cottage, out in the garden, out in the fields ... I just need to know that I like it before I commit to it...” There’s a look in her eyes – pure lust or pure insanity, it’s hard to tell. “If you don’t mind me asking ... You’re obviously a very sexual lady ... All the way out here, with no one else around – what do you do for sex?” Asks Charley, genuinely curious. She’s never quite got used.