I love Easter.
Sat quietly, watching as she carefully unwraps it, holding it gently in her fingers as she slides the wrapping back further, her half smile as she sees the slight crack in the top, touching her lips to it, slightly sticky, and knowing she’s pushing her tongue in, that first taste as her tongue touches the sweet creme inside.
Seeing her eyes pivot to mine as she slides her lips down over the bulbous shape, savouring the taste, that knowing look from her, knowing that it’s only a matter of time until she gets all that creme in her mouth....
And, of course, when not going down on me, she’s quite partial to the occasional creme egg!
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