AYSHA WAS STANDING BY THE DOOR, with a silk see through short underwear, it had spaghetti hands and looked super sexy.
Ahmad mouth opened and closed, he gaped at her, not knowing what to say, she looked incredibly sexy and all he wanted to do was have his way with her.
He hurriedly made his way towards her, bending to place a kiss on her lips buy she moved and his lips landed on cheeks.
"No horndog, we need to eat first." Aysha stopped him and moved back and that's when Ahmad realized that a table was set in the balcony with a two lit candles by the side.
A full roasted chicken was on the center and something he couldn't recognized from afar.
They moved to the balcony together and they both sat down, Ahmad looked at the food on the table, his mouth watered at the sight.
The side dish was a Cesare salad, and on the other side was scrambled eggs, weird but still looked appealing.
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When they were done, Aysha moved the tables aside, she held Ahmad's hand and drag him to the bed and sat him down.
"I'm sorry I forgot our anniversary but I hope this made up for it." She moved and kissed him on the lips slowly.
Ahmad hands moved to hold he waist but she stopped him.
Moving down she kissed him down to his waistline and then removed his towel.
He was already aroused so no need for foreplay.
Ahmad looked down at her, she's such a seductress he thought and when she opened her mouth and engulfed him whole, he knew he was a goner.
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