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Date: 10/21/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

Now, get dressed, we’re going out for dinner.” “Golden Dragon?” she asked as she turned around in my arms and wiggled her firm ass against my semi-erect cock. I slid my hands over her breasts and rolled her nipples between my fingers, “Yes, if that is where you want to go.” “Mmmmmmm…pinch them harder, please,” she cooed and pushed her ass harder against my cock. I slid one hand down between her legs and slapped her wet pussy as I pinched her nipple harder. “Fuuuuuuuck!” she gasped, “Harder, pleeeeease!” I turned her around, kissed her lips and whispered, “No more, now, be a good girl and get dressed.” “I hate this game,” she muttered under her breath, huffed, turned around and headed to my bedroom to get changed. Day two, Saturday. Linda was fast asleep when I woke up Saturday morning. I looked at her for a moment then quietly got out of bed, not wanting to disturb her. After a long hot shower, I headed to the kitchen, put on a pot of coffee and began to make her favorite breakfast, blueberry pancakes. She could eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner. She always says, when blueberry pancakes are mentioned. “I smell pancakes,” she called to me from the bedroom in a sleepy voice. “Almost ready, just pouring the last of the batter in to the pan,” I called back to her. “Blueberry?” she asked as she made her way to the kitchen. “Of course, what other type is there?” I chuckled. “Mmmmmmm, I could eat them for breakfast, lunch and dinner.” She walked up behind me, wrapped her ... arms across my chest and kissed my shoulder. The warmth of her bare breasts and hardness of her nipples felt exquisite against my back. My cock began swell. Any other morning, I would have bent her over my kitchen counter, dropped her panties and fucked her. I planned to tease her and keep her wet for the whole weekend. She slid her hands down my chest, over my stomach and squeezed my cock and balls. When she felt it begin to stiffen, she pressed her breasts tighter against me and rubbed her pussy against my thigh. “Pancakes are ready,” I laughed as I turned around in her arms and kissed her. “Please, pretty please, may I cum,” she pouted and faked a sob. “No,” I snickered. “I hate you,” she calmly replied as she made her way to the table and sat down. I served breakfast and coffee and sat down across from her. “Just think of how good it will feel on Wednesday,” I smiled at her. She stabbed at her pancakes and replied, “I’m not talking to you.” “What would you like to do today?” I asked after she had eaten half of her breakfast in silence. Linda shrugged her shoulders as she took a sip of coffee. She is stubborn. I knew it would be hours before she spoke to me. “Would you mind if I went to the gym and left you alone for a few hours?” She shrugged her shoulders again and took another sip of coffee. I stood up, walked to her and bent down to kiss her good bye. Linda turned her head and offered me her cheek as she huffed. As I opened my front door to leave, Linda called out to me, ...