Breakfast Taco

Read the pre-qual here: Sausage

Working a double shift that evening had tired me out. But what was worse was being deprived of my wife’s warm love making. It is rewarding being a CNA; I enjoy providing care to the residents. But it can’t compare to the joy of loving my wife. With longing thoughts and renewed energy, I drove home anticipating her welcoming arms. Loving her, feeling her, making her feel loved, is one of my greatest thrills.

After parking the car, I sat a moment, watching the sunlight beginning to paint the sky. I reflected on the awesomeness of sharing love with my one special lady.

Quietly entering the house in case my love was still asleep, I went to the bedroom and began undressing. She opened her eyes and greeted me with a smile.

“Morning, love,” I said as I walked to the bed and leaned in to kiss her. Her arms wrapped around me as our lips met. She pulled me down beside her.

“I missed you so,” I told her as our bodies heated each other in a loving embrace.

“How was work?” she asked.

“Not too bad,” I replied.

Slipping off her panties, she asked me if I was ready for a breakfast taco. Like I’m ever not?

“Yes, yes, yes,” I replied, looking at her sweet, wet vagina lips as she invitingly opened her legs wide. Beginning with her inner thighs, I licked gently up and around, anticipation building.

“Have I told you lately how much I love to smell your sweet labium flower?” I feasted my eyes on her blooming redness, then rubbed my nose through her cunt lips and inhaled the enticing aroma.

“Yeeessss,” she moaned in delight.

“Meal time,” I said with a smile as I went down on her horny wetness.

 As if French kissing her cunt, I started licking her out. Slithering my taste buds through every crevice, I sought out what pleasured her most. With guidance from her moans and her cries of “YES, THERE”, I thoroughly pleased her. I licked and licked, until she arched in orgasm. 

“YES!” she shouted, as her vagina nursed me with her nectar.

Once she was well satisfied, I stuffed her taco with strong, hearty cock until my love milk streamed into her. In post-climatic bliss, we lay snuggled in a loving embrace and caressed each other until I drifted off to sleep.

 It was early afternoon when I awoke to quietness, wondering what my love was up to. I got up, stretched my nude body, and wandered through the rooms. I found her seated in the study, pouring over Bible study material. I walked up behind her, placing my hands on her shoulders and pressing my face to the side of her head. She greeted me and asked if I got enough sleep.

“Yes,” I replied. “What are you into?”

She told me about the questions she was researching from our study on the book of Jeremiah. With a kiss, I told her I was headed for the shower.

My nose welcomed the fragrance of Old Spice soap as I enjoyed the rejuvenating shower. After drying off, I returned to my love and suggested that we spend the rest of the day at the book store and coffee shop.

She thought that sounded great, so she finished up while I got dressed to go. Or at least that’s what we intended. Somehow, we both ended up naked in the bedroom with me having a succulent lunch taco, too.