.. that's absolutely nummy. What's in it?"Wendy brought out her grandmothers recipe box. "It's under L."With sufficient prodding, Seven was induced to...read it ... in Finn.Wendy translated."1 small cabbage, shredded.1⁄4 cup minced onion.2 tablespoons salted butter2 tablespoons molasses2 teaspoons saltWhite pepper to taste1⁄4 teaspoon fresh ground marjoram1⁄4 teaspoon allspice1⁄4 teaspoon nutmeg1 pound lean ground beef1 cup breadcrumbs1⁄2 cup whole milk2 eggs, beaten2 tablespoons grated parmesan. His hand stopped roaming over my thigh and stopped. Incidentally, his hand stopped right on my crotch, and his fingers were roaming now – on my pussy. What to say to him? yell or encourage?So I said, “Arey, why do you want to make it difficult for cock. Take it out, no”They were surprised, till Jay said, “I don’t want to pull it out in front of you”“Why?” I asked coyly.Jay blushed and didn’t know what to say. Then he said, “Otherwise I may not control myself and fall on you”“What do you mean. She clenched and unclenched her muscles again and again. Her hold on his cock tightened and released, feeling it regain its length and hardness.“Oh my god,” Ben moaned. “It feels incredible!”“I told you, I know what I’m doing,” she laughed. “Now fuck me, but not too hard yet.“Oh, yeah,” she moaned. “You feel so good inside, I can feel you getting harder and thicker.”“Mm,” Ben moaned as he thrust his cock in and out of her.Soon he felt that surge again. It burned from somewhere deep inside his. This time our hands began exploring each other’s bodies. I wrapped my arms around Meg, feeling her curvy body close against mine. It felt amazing just to hold her as we kissed. I felt her hands tracing the outline of my hardening cock through my jeans, rubbing along its length. Her hands swiftly removing my belt and fly buttons. Her soft hand slipped inside my pants. It felt breathtaking to have her hand wrapped around my hard shaft. My own hands were now inside her jeans and smoothing over her.