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Christmas was just around the corner. In her hand she held his package. Every year he sent her one. She knew what it was.
Wham just started playing “Last Christmas” and she remembered. Last year it was she who was allowed to help him pack.
Greedy and full of anticipation, she opened his package and sucked in the fresh fragrance. It smelled delicious of fresh cookies. Yes, he could bake cookies.
At the top of the stack was a special copy. She knew that.
Last year she was allowed to decorate it and put it on the stack. How they were happy to bite in right away.
The decoration was the best thing about it.
First they had prepared the dough. And while he had to rest, he hadn’t let her rest. With a jerk he had put it in the flour and then fucked it so violently that the whole kitchen was surrounded with a white film.
She held the biscuit in her hand.
Smelled the dough. Licked the decoration.
And after the flour dust lay down, the cutting out was on it. Yes, one or the other figure had had on her buttocks for days later.
Not just because he had pressed a mold on him from time to time. No, too, because some were below her when he could no longer master himself and fell over her.
With a large bite she took half in her mouth. Immediately she could taste it. Those who made his biscuits so irresistible.
Which he only mixed for them under the icing. And last but not least, across the biscuit.
The decoration came after cooling. Not only did the cookies have to cool down, it was also hot. Hot on him.
From the agitated beds it went back to the kitchen and decorate. Stray, smarties, frosting. Everything was distributed on the cookies. There was only a handful of cookies left.
That was the chosen ones.
In the meantime she had devoured 3 more cookies. All with the special decoration. And she rummaged in the box in search of more.
Before it went to beautify the last one, he gave her precise instructions. She had to stand behind him.
Your body directly on his. She felt his shoulders on her hard nipples. Then it should take ahead. Slide his breast and glide his tail include.
Oh how much she did it.
She took the last biscuit of his special mix, opened her pants and pulled it through her wet cunt slightly. The thoughts on last year had made them too horny and now she wanted everything. It was only when the biscuit was completely soaked that she was slowly putting her mouth. First she licked it and then she bit her heartily.
The fingers of the other hand burst into between their thighs and drove closer to the climax.
He touched the icing while she was leisurely jerking off his cock. Slowly always ensured that no drops could be lost and a lot of his magic ingredient would come together. When he had mixed everything together after 30 minutes, it was the sign for her. With powerful movements, she brought him to spray his juice in the middle of the icing.
When distributing afterwards he had to knock her fingers back on her fingers so that the cookies would also get a decoration and not end up in her mouth. To the last one she was allowed to go back to Cum bring. This last cream should be applied to the freshly decorated cookies to give them a permanent aroma. He knew how she liked his cookies.
With the last bite and the thought of his icing, she came loudly in her kitchen.
Next year, next year she would be there again and decorate his cookies.
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