Stuffed full of cream

You've never been ass fucked like this in your life. Your ass is hanging over the edge of the butcher's board, your thighs slapping as the fat cook slams his sausage in and out of your lard-lubed butthole. You finger your juicy quim so deeply you can feel the cock's pounding prick moving and stretching your walls.

He grunts above you, face red, sweat dripping all over your tummy and tits. The smokey kitchen is filled with the fleshy slaps of impacts and the thump of the table being moved with every thrust. Your blouse is pulled down beneath your breats and your titflesh jiggles and sways with each movement. The lusty cook reaches up and squeezes your tit roughly. He pinches your nipple so hard you gasp.

"Oh my dearest..." he moans. "You're stuffed so...tight. Shall I share with you this special cream sauce...I...ahhh...I have prepared?"

You bite your lip and look up at him past the lock of blonde hair bouncing in your face. "Ooooh yes, please. Stuff me with your sweet cream filling. Baste my rump with your treat!"

Each thrust of his fat cock into your tenderized bum and you feel him swelling, bigger and bigger. His meaty thighs slap against your ass as his sausage spears your sphincter. The buttery smut of the lard seems to melt around your pounded pucker. Whole jars of spices and bundles of sausages are dropping from the shelves. Flour falls from a bag and powders your breasts and belly.

"Here it comes, my little dumpling," the fat cook swivels his hips with exaggerated motions and thrusts in and out of you slowly and deeply. "I've spent years perfecting this recipe. Let me know if it suits your...ahhh...particular hunger..."

"Ohhhh gods!" you cry, your fingers squelching in and out of your sopping slit. "Pump me full of your sauce!"

The fat cook leans over you, his face twisted up with pleasure and sweating dripping all over you as he strokes his prick all the way to the hilt into your allibaster arse. You feel his balls, hard as stones, and you feel the pulse travel up his cock and into your bowels. You feel the warmth of his seed spewing into you and it nearly makes you cum. Each muscular squeeze of your ass prompts a sympathetic thob of his cock and a further pump of thick sauce into your ass.

"Oh!" you gasp as he finally uncorks his cock from your ass and cum pours out of your stretched hole like soup from a ladel. It splatters on the filthy floor at his feet and drains out of you.

"You're quite the prime cut, my dear," he says and plants a salty kiss upon your lips. He pulls you to your feet, but you hold your breasts against his apron and keep kissing him, working your fingers in and out of your slit as you let his tongue wander into your mouth. You haven't cum yet and you now ache for release.

The fat cook steps back and gazes down to your soft thighs as you frig your downy slit.

"Is the kitchen closed?" You give him a saucy smile, your mission forgotten. "Or will you serve my seconds?"