Well sugar, theres no need to fret, I will keep you company. I get so horny when I start to do all of 
those cute little “wifey” things… cooking, baking….it makes me wish you were here, coming up behind me in the kitchen. You wrap your arms around me, kiss my neck, squeeze me tits. You begin to untie my apron,and pull down my little capri pants. My hands are all covered with sugar and honey from the baklava I am making for dessert, as I turn and reach for your stiffening cock. I begin to caress it, stroke it as you unhook my bra, kissing me deeply. I sink slowly to my knees, and take your cock onto my tongue, tasting the sweet sugar from my hands. I want to devour you, I want you to devour me…right there on the table. You pull me to my feet, pick me up by my waist and set me on the table_on top of the marshmallows I had placed there for the candied yams. you spread me wide open…licking my sweet pussy, the marshmallows sticking to your tongue as you push them deep inside of me with your tongue and then eagerly fish them out. My nipples stifften, youre driving me mad! All I want is to feel your cock sliding up in me, pulsing, pounding, making my heart race and my pussy convulse~
~~and thats just the appetizer!~
Call me today and we can take this straight through to dessert!!;)
