Cooking Breakfast

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Y/N: You must be starved after all that.

Rico: You think?

Y/N: Well you've got some time before you go out. Lets make breakfast together.

Rico: *grabs you from behind* Ok, you already know I'm a S tier chef.

Y/N: *leaning into the refrigerator* Ok so first we are going to get eggs, bacon, milk, croissants,- *Rico smacks your ass* Babe!

Rico: *laughs* There was a fly!

Y/N: You know damn well there wasn't no fly on my ass.

Rico: Yes it was. *trying to look serious*

Y/N: Where the fly at Tyrique?

Rico: Right there. *points to the left*

*you look to the left*

Rico: *smacks your ass from the right* *laughs*

Y/N: Babe! I swear to god! *laughs* I'm not playing.

Rico: *pulls you to the side* Ok, ok don't worry about the ingredients, I got it.

Y/N: Ok I'll get the skillet.

As you bend down to get the skillet out of the lower cabinet, you feel Rico grasp the back of your shorts with his big hands. How could he possibly want more? You get the skillet and pull his hand away from you and spare him a glance. He looks at you and seemingly gets the idea. But then he brushes up against you and you feel his privates, he's still hard. Obviously you can't leave him hanging. You turn facing him, as he gropes you against the cabinets, you slide down, he tracks you all the way down with steady eye contact. As much as it hurts your ass to get on the hard floor, you bend down to his third leg, you pull his pants down, you open your mouth, you back your head against the cabinet. Rico puts his dick in your mouth, as though your mouth was your cat, he beats his dick into your mouth, as you generate spit in your mouth, to accentuate the feeling of his veins rubbing against your tongue. He holds his head back and groans in pleasure you tell he was loving it. Rico's knees got weak and he almost fell, you chuckle a little because you're so proud of yourself. You continue for 5 more minutes, eventually you feel a hot feeling in the back of your throat. Your mouth was leaking of your spit as you felt Rico's cum travel through your esophagus. After this you get up, and at an attempt to seem you look up at him, move to the side, wipe your mouth and pretend like nothing happened.

Rico: *looks at phone* Shit. Babe I gotta go.

Y/N: *rolls eyes* Whatever.

Rico: *gives you a kiss* *rushes upstairs* *walks out door*

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