Get ready to taste your best friends mother

I look surprised and delighted in Hanna's wistful face. In front of my eyes is this breathtaking woman with the luscious curves and this incomparable manner. Inside, on cloud nine, I stop in the kitchen and listen to the silence for a moment. Then I look into Hanna's face again and lose myself in those fawn eyes.

"Um, Ben have you left your speech?" Hanna asks gently.

"Sorry Hanna, I was dreaming for a short Moment" I say truthfully.

"Oh what about?" asks Hanna curiously, while she continues to look at me intensely.

"Yes, how lucky I am to be able to experience what we are both experiencing right now and with such a great woman like you" I say affectionately.

"Ohhh Beeeen, you're making me weak again" she whispers.

"You me too, Hanna. Let's clean up here before the others get suspicious ... and when we're done, I hope for my dessert" I say, licking my lips conspicuously.

"That's right, Ben, let's put everything away quickly. Your dessert is already more than ready, by the way" she says lasciviously, stroking her pubic triangle with her hand.

Briefly we both exchange a lustful look. Then Hanna starts moving and collects the plates from the table. When she leans over the table, I walk behind her for a moment and press my wrapped up stiff member against her plump buttocks. When Hanna senses my closeness, she pauses. I now bend forward a little, while I let my left hand slide over her side until I get hold of one of her large breasts. I gently move my head to the side of hers and give her a gentle kiss on the neck. When I reach her ear, I breathe my hot breath into her.

"I'm looking forward to your wet pussy when I can finally sink my tongue into you again and slurp up your love nectar" I whisper in her ear.

"Mhhhhm" I only hear a soft purr from Hanna.

I quickly break away from her. Hanna stands still for a moment before she continues with the cleaning.

"Ben, what kind of move was that?" part of my brain wonders.

"That was exactly the right move, Hanna wants to be desired, she wants you Ben, that's why you have to show her too" reports the other stronger part of my brain and drowns out the rest of reason.

Hanna and I clean the table in silence. Again and again we look at each other intensively. Our hands accidentally touch each other from time to time or my hand accidentally brushes her buttocks or her chest. Overall, there is a dangerously crackling mood between us. After about 15 minutes we cleared everything and Hanna cleaned the deep fryer.

"Ben will you help me bring the fryer down to the basement?" she asks me and points to the device.

"Sure" I say briefly and walk towards the deep fryer. When I am level with Hanna, she grabs my hand and bends sideways to me until I can feel her lips on my ear.

"Your wet dessert is waiting in the cellar" she whispers lasciviously in my ear.

She breaks away from me and walks slowly out of the kitchen. I quickly grab the deep fryer and follow the dream woman walking in front of me. My gaze rests on the gently rocking buttocks that move rhythmically back and forth in the tight jeans. Within a few seconds we are in the basement and Hanna opens the door. I quickly cross the room and put the deep fryer in the corner. When I turn around I see Hanna, who has got rid of her jeans and is only wearing a thong underneath.

"Come on, Ben quickly ... I need you so badly but we have to hurry" she pleads while glaring lustfully at me through her brown eyes.