“I hate these two-week trips you go on!” she complained.

“I do, too! I’ve missed you so!” he said sincerely.

“How long?”

“GPS says ten minutes. I’ll speed up if you want me to?”

“No, better you get home safe than early. Do we have to go out for dinner right away?”

“I’m quite hungry, but what did you have in mind?”

“I thought you might like a little dessert first?”

“I might. Is it that gooey, sticky, drippy confection I’m thinking of?”

“Yes! I’m warming up a fresh batch right now!”

“Will it be ready when I get home?”

“I think it’s ready now!”

“Well then, you’d better have a large helping ready for me in … five minutes!” he replied, rechecking the GPS.

“There’s a little something extra in this batch!”

“Oh? What’s that?”

“It’s a spice called ‘toolong.’”

“Is that anything like oolong?” he chuckled.

“Not even close!” she laughed. “How long?”

“I’m pulling into the garage!”

“Oh God! Now you can speed up if you want!”

He got out of the car and stripped in the garage so she’d know he was seconds away when she heard the garage door close.

“Is it ready?” he asked, standing in the bedroom doorway, struck by her sensual beauty.

“Oh, Baby, it’ll overheat if you don’t eat it right now! Kiss me! Once here and then a thousand times there!” she pointed to her mouth first.

She lay on the bed with her arms over her head, knees up and spread, her face painted with desire and framed by her luscious thighs. He could see the glistening lips of the gooey, sticky, drippy confection she wanted him to feast on as she squirmed invitingly.

She’d missed his handsome face as soon as he’d left on this trip and realized their decision not to Facetime when he traveled to help build anticipation was the right one, though these two-week road trips were the hardest. She grabbed his face in both hands when he bent to kiss her and placed her lips softly to his, wanting to feel the way they conformed to hers as they glided together, just the way they would with the quivering lips between her legs.

“Hungry?” she asked.

“More than you know!” he responded as he moved to the end of the bed, crawling to her on hands and knees before lying with his mouth positioned perfectly.

He loved the way her voluptuous lips closed into a tight slit, hiding all the tender bits within, so with hands on her upper thighs, he pushed them together against his face so his tongue could slither between, touching within but not seeing.

Moaning aloud at his magical touch, she decided the wait was almost worth the ecstasy he never failed to bestow on her. The gentle fervor with which he approached her ‘welcome home’ gift always had her writhing under his tongue in no time at all. She felt the very tip of his tongue glancing over her inner folds, parting the outer lips for fleeting moments until they closed again behind his gifted oral digit.

He’d always appreciated the silky soft feel of her pretty pussy, lamenting the way some would maul such a delicate flower at the outset, missing the beauty and taste of her as she responded with tranquil moans pleading for more, restrained enhancing gyrations and an endless reservoir of liquor more potent than any spirit. There was very little in this world that gave him more joy and satisfaction than providing this rapture, she appreciated so.

He released his hold on her thighs, but she kept them closed on his head and placed her feet on his back so she could lift her hips to push her sex into his face and welcoming mouth with slow, yielding friction.

Hearing her sharp exhales deepen and quicken and seeing her legs parting told him her first climax was quickly approaching. Just until she came, he’d step up his efforts, attaching his mouth to her writhing pussy, sucking and licking until her fragrant nectar covered everything surrounding his mouth, still giving and prolonging her bliss.

“Oh God, Baby! I love how you do that to me!” she cooed as she pressed his reaching hands to her breasts, encouraging him to continue, though she could hardly stop him if she wanted to. His tongue never stopped, though it became more animated. He was done with foreplay in favor of making her cum harder with each attempt, and she welcomed the total lack of control as he brought his fingers into play.

With his left hand continuing to keep at least one tit excited, his right slipped two fingers into her teeming slit, curling upward to reach that special spot with the one-letter name. He could feel her trying to wipe his face with her gleaming wet labia, but he gave her no choice but to surrender to his tongue and fingers as another climb to dizzying heights began.

“Oh! Oh my!” she cooed between gasps and cries as she tried to hold the internal pressure at bay until she had to let go with a silent scream.

Watching her as she ascended to another summit was part of his satisfaction, but he pulled away as soon as she came, wanting to see it pass through her face and shake her thighs, but the ultimate pleasure was the fresh supply of her milky syrup. Lapping it up with his tongue sent additional shivers through her body that started in her pussy and radiated outward.

“Ohhh, one more? Please?” she begged without opening her eyes.

“Only one?” he countered, quite willing to give her as many as she wanted; such was his desire to see her engulfed in the ravishing outcome.

“Yes. Just one. You always make the last one the best!” she said with eyes partially open.

“As you wish,” he said as he began the one she expected to top the others.

His mouth moved all over her perfect pussy, randomly jumping from one stimulus to another. He’d suck her tender lips into his mouth, run his tongue up her slit and then let it pop out of his mouth with his tongue teasing her slit out of hiding. Two fingers from each hand pulled her dripping slot open for his tongue to slither in and lick her from the inside out. Splaying her lips apart and pressing his tongue into the gap, he licked with the flat of his tongue, pressing hard. Keeping her guessing what was coming next brought new, spirited responses from her body.

Labored breathing, tiny squeaks, and a writhing torso accompanied her as she stared down an even bigger orgasm bearing down on her. She pictured fleetingly a surfer facing a monster wave he couldn’t escape. Her body stiffened in an attempt to protect itself from the approaching wave and then shook when it still hadn’t peaked until …

“Oh fuuuccckkk!” she cried as her whole body trembled in place, her hands managing to pull his face out of her crotch to avoid his prolonged licks and flicks.

“I love you, and I love doing that for you,” he said as he lay beside her, kissing her mouth, her nose, her neck, and her breasts as her involuntary spasms slowly subsided.

“Oh, God, Baby! That was incredible! I’m still quivering inside!” she said as he pulled her back against his chest, holding her tightly to quell the quaking, enjoying the loving touch of the woman he loved. “Welcome home, Baby!” she whispered as she pulled his arms tighter still around her chest.

“Mmm, you’ve fed my soul; now feed my stomach?” he said while covering her face with tender kisses. “Do you know what you’d like to eat?”

“I was thinking of a nice, long, fat sausage!” she replied, licking her lips.

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