“Nuh-uh. You aren’t getting back from that. I’m making pancakes as an alternative of waffles, and it’s not my fault in the event that they occur to be burned.”

“Child, don’t get mad.” I threw on his T-shirt in a rush and adopted him into the walk-in closet.

“No, no, no.” He laughed. “You’ve got misplaced all of your remaining privileges this morning, darling.” With that, he pecked me on my brow and commenced to go away the room.

“Lorcan, c’mon, hear me out. You bought to argue your case to me yesterday. Now it’s my flip.”

“Okay then, little Miss Lawyer.” He raised his forehead in amused curiosity. “But it surely’ll should be an hermetic protection. How will you save face right here?”

“Effectively, the choices you supplied have been dick or waffles, however there was no assertion on learn how to eat them. Nor, for that matter, have been there any clauses in opposition to having each on the identical time.”

Lorcan huffed. I used to be attempting my damnedest to maintain a straight face. We each beloved this, and Lorcan knew it.

“Technicalities and loopholes,” he mentioned. “Nonetheless, let’s say you have been proper, for the sake of argument. How do you intend on having each on the identical time? For the document, I’m not serving this sausage up on a plate.”

“Straightforward. I’ll suck the chef’s dick as he makes the waffles, so in technicality,” a smile slipped out as I copied his emphasis, “I might have began consuming one half of what I would like.”

“Proceed.”

“As soon as the waffles are fried up, I’ll end off the chef. However, as an alternative of coming inside my mouth, the chef would want to sprinkle the particular sauce from his dick on my waffles. Then, I might eat that too.”

Lorcan’s eyes lit up with mischievous pleasure. “Miss Morgana, are you telling me that you really want me to cum on the meals you’re about to eat?”

“Sure.”

“Are you positive?”

“I’m fucking salivating for my candy and salty breakfast.”

“You’ll be the dying of me, girl,” he declared, taking my hand and making large strides to the kitchen. He whipped up the combination in a manic-speed haze. As quickly because the batter hit the waffle grids, I sank to my knees in entrance of him.

“How lengthy do I’ve?”

“4 minutes.”

“Wonderful,” I mentioned, opening my mouth and swallowing his size till it hit the again of my throat.

“Mouth, Tristen, mouth,” Lorcan gritted as I took him in additional. “Deep throat can have me coming in lower than two minutes.”

I nodded, sliding a few inches out of my throat. The barbell piercing bobbed in opposition to the again of my mouth, its metallic tang mixing with Lorcan’s musky taste. He wrapped my hair round his hand so he might see my face.

“Good lady. Hold taking my cock—fuck—similar to that.”

I’m fairly positive his dick was effervescent over as a lot because the scorching waffles above me. Lorcan tried arduous to give attention to making breakfast, however from this angle, his flushed neck and trembling thighs have been inconceivable to overlook. The ticking timer added to the joys of the second, and I relished it.

His hips bucked into my mouth, and Lorcan started to pant closely. The odor of frying batter wafted by the kitchen, making me even hungrier. Breakfast wasn’t prepared but, so I gently gripped his sacs and performed with them.

“U-uh, fuck, Tris!” Lorcan groaned. “O-okay, shit. They’re nearly performed.”

His fingers twisted in my hair, determined to maintain management. The timer dinged, and Lorcan virtually yanked his throbbing shaft out of my mouth. He rushed the waffles onto a plate, then sprinkled his cum as I had requested. Lorcan grunted in aid as he did, and I couldn’t assist a proud grin. I’d come an extended, great distance from post-BJ croaking.

Lorcan poured a glass of recent orange juice and sat down throughout from me on the kitchen desk. He folded his fingers and eyed me as I reached for the plate, watching me like a uncertain spectator.

I opened my mouth and bit down into the fluffy, buttery delight. Nothing might have ready me for the thick, salty style on prime. It drove me wild, and I moaned between bites, squirming in my seat. No different meal might ever prime this.

Lorcan’s jaw dropped as he watched me clear my plate. Flicking my tongue, I licked a spot of cum off my lips.

“Now can I get some sausage with my waffles?”

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