Living without food is Unacceptable

Let's face it, all that fucking has you both fired and quite hungry and while you'd love nothing more than exploring Merhawits'asshole your stomach has the much smarter idea of feeding you rather than letting your cock do all the thinking. After recovering but still standing on very shaky legs Merhawit gently pulled her panties back into place and straightened up the rest of her clothing, fixing the shirt that l had mauled in order to get to get to her tits. From there she finished cooking the meal and ate in relative silence, I tell you relative because for whatever reason you decided that it was a great idea to have Merha sit in your lap as you both ate. She would stare daggers at you but for again whatever reason she did as you asked. Halfway through the meal she turned to face you a scarlet trail painted right under her eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" she cries, dropping her fork and knife.

A shit-eating grin plasters itself on to your face as you drop your knife and use your hand to hold her in place on your lap. "Whatever do you mean?" You ask, grinding your hips together. If we're all being honest here it's surprising to her that you yet again have an erection, but for you this is rather par for the course. Eating the last morsel on your fork you continue to feign ignorance while increasing the pressure of your hips placed together. Merhawit herself can't help but grind back that soft firm ass onto what she clearly knows is your cock, I guess that despite her offense and deflecting she is just as ready as you are for round two. So either you slide her panties aside and square off again or you could wind her up even more and continue the meal.