Syrup shared

Steve watched his girlfriend kneel in front of him as his fiancée started to dice the meat. She gently held his cock and licked her lips before rubbing the head of his cock across her dark lips, pasting them with a little syrup. She leant back and looked up at him and slowly licked her lips. Steve’s cock responded with a pulse.

As she came closer again, she rubbed his cock against one of her dark nipples and winked at her boyfriend, “Oh no, I accidentally got syrup on my nipple. When you are done, could you help me with that Jan?”

Jan was casting glances at them as she was cutting the meat and smiled, “I am sure we are all going to get a lot more sticky before dinner,” Jan said.

Kaya opened her mouth wide and very slowly engulfed Steve’s cock with it, her jaw stretched wide to touch as little as possible. As his cockhead brushed against her tonsils, she closed it latching her lips tightly around his shaft and pulled backwards, scraping a measure of syrup off him with the lush lips. Steve moaned quietly; every motion Kaya was doing at the moment was so slow, so deliberate and so seductive. “I really like syrup,” Kaya told him, “I like the feel and the taste, and you are just right to eat it off of.” She repeated the process of opening her mouth and engulfing the whole of him before closing and pulling back. “You don’t have too much of a flavour, and you don’t give me too much like a spoonful of syrup, it’s just right.”

The third time Steve leant back against the kitchen table, and quietly moaned an “Oh God.”

“Is Kaya going to have to teach me that trick?” Jan asked, smiling as she watched Kaya devour his cock. This time as he nudged her tonsils, she swallowed and pushed forward before closing her lips.

Steve felt the tightness of the top of her throat as he heard the meat start to sear in the pan, then Kaya pulled back and looked up at him smiling. “I’ll be back in a moment,” she said as she stood and walked over behind Jan. She reached around Jan and started to unbutton her shirt as Jan continued to sear the meat. Steve stood back and watched.

“You make it very hard to cook,” Jan complained as Kaya’s hands reached inside her top to grope her.

Kaya continued as she asked, “Do you mind?”

Jan shook her head as she turned off the frypan, “Add this to the pot?”

Kaya nodded, “Then put the lid on it and let it simmer for two hours.”

Jan turned around in her girlfriend’s arms and leant down to kiss her, “And what are we going to do for two hours?”

Kaya smiled, “Why do you think I chose this recipe, to give us plenty of time,” she cast a glance towards Steve, “for you to give me your child.”

Steve could have collapsed at that look and those words but managed to hold it together as Jan said, “Well, how about you get the syrup while I put the lid on the pot and then I would love nothing more than to help Steve give you what you desire.”