Boys Eat Creampie

I began to munch on her crotch through her sweats as she moaned and caressed the back of my head. “You boys eat creampie”, she whispered as she sat up and brushed me away. “We need to go somewhere else to continue my exercise routine”. She took my hand and led me to the bedroom, where we proceed to undress and make wild, passionate love.

After our hot fucking session, she grabbed her clothes and, while rushing to put them on, said “I had better go before my husband wonders that such boys eat creampie”. She completed putting her workout clothes on as she left the bedroom.

I put on some clothes and came back to the room where she usually works out and found her sitting there quietly. “What’s up, honey?” I questioned, as it was a bit unusual to see her so quiet.

“I have something to tell you”, she started, her eyes looking up at me, sheepishly. “I’ve been a bad girl”.

“Oh? I remarked. What do you mean? Bad boys eat creampie!” I wasn’t sure where she was going with this.

“I was at the gym and this cutie guy helped me work out, and, ah, one thing led to another and … real boys eat creampie! I’m sorry honey but his dick was so hard and big and he was so cute, ah … he fucked me real good. There… I said it. I’m sorry honey. I couldn’t help myself”.

This was fun. She was still roll playing the gym scene we started earlier.

“Oh, my. You have been a bad girl. I know its hard to be good when your so damn sexy and men just can’t leave you alone. I forgive you that boys eat creampie, honey”

“You do?”, she looked relieved and a bit curious at the same time. “Are you sure you can forgive me?”

“Oh, yes, honey, I forgive you. I love you so much I can’t help myself.”