Chocolate pie

An "Ahah!" and a slapped hand later, she realised it was probably a bad idea to do that. "Not yet!"

Sandra put her hand to the middle of Natalie's chest and pushed the girl back again. " After a Cream Dream, I always like a desert!"

The girl's eyes popped, and her heart soared. She was excited about having this done to her, but did not feel comfortable about responding.

"What is for desert, Ms Bullock?"
"Chocolate Pie."
"Wha-!?"

This last was interrupted as Sandra pulled open a drawer, found a butter knife, and opened the jar of Jif. "Oh goodness."
"Yes... it's very good... or naughty."

Dipping the rounded blade into the sticky chocolate spread, Sandra lubed it up well until a large portion stuck. She then pushed open the girl's legs and gently began to fill her pussy with the dark brown substance. Natalie squirmed as it hit her everywhere. Sandra left no part untouched, every pushing down the crack of her ass to her hole. When the knife touched there, she jumped again.

When the spreading was done came the eating. And Sandra certainly did that well. Diving in excitedly, the older woman began to lick the chocolate off, swallowing everything. She obviously didn't diet while having sex, Natalie giggled. The tongue which had delivered a million lines lapped at her privates, never forgetting a swipe at the clit. When her pubic area was almost clean, it continued to her asshole where it probed away, seeking any missing pieces. Natalie gagged and gurgled, climaxing just as Sandra finished her asshole probing. Spittle trickled from her mouth to drip on the counter top. Her hips was tracing figure eights, and her strong legs lifted her whole back off the counter, so that only her feet and head supported her.

"Ahhhhhhh... Goooo... Com...ing..."

Just as her orgasm began to tumble and spiral downwards, Sandra took one finger and pushed it inside the girl's tightness. She hit the roof again, almost pulling the strong digit from her. It was a harsh move, just what she needed. Her pussy felt tired and her body exhausted when she came down from that one. Her buttocks slapped on the counter. Sandra returned to clean between her legs with a soft tongue which made the girl feel so loved.

It would have been easy to rest there. In fact Natalie did for a while, tiredly sleeping for ten minutes or so. When she awoke, she found that none of this hand been a dream. That skilled tongue was still lapping up her juices. Momentarily sated, she sat up.

"Hi Sandra."
"Hi Natalie. Have a nice rest?"
"Gooooood I NEEDED it after that."
"I bet you did my girl. Here, hop down from that counter."
Taking a short jump Natalie did so, her tits jouncing slightly as she hit the floor. She had done some gymnastic training, and felt like showing off. Her energy was back as she looked at the taut Miss Bullock standing there in only a pair of thongs.