#kitchen
Wow
From the tall-women-who-didn’t-quite-finish-shaving collection. The woman in this case is apparently-retired Katie Stevens (aka British Cindy, 36DDD-xx-xx). Anyone have more information about her? She must be 6 feet tall but I’ve been unable to confirm that.
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Bowl of Sugar Cubes with Butterfly - dollshouse miniature
Away with the Fairies by Laura Brownhill
https://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/CountryTreasuresUK
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Bowl of sugar cubes with a painted lady butterfly
Away with the fairies by Laura Brownhill
https://www.etsy.com/uk/shop/CountryTreasuresUK
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I don’t know what to write to this one.
Just wanted to share the view. And it’s always fun to sneak a shot when she’s unaware ☺️
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Gina and her husband decided to book a vacation in Ibiza. They booked a stay through Air BNB, but didn’t read the booking very carefully. When they arrived, they were surprised to find out that they were sharing the small, two bedroom apartment with another person.
Gina and Jim pulled their luggage in from the taxi and were surprised to find the apartment already occupied by Marco. Marco was a tall, handsome, young Italian man that spoke very little English. Neither Gina nor Jim spoke any Italian, so they had to communicate through broken Spanish.
They managed to eventually understand each other and Marco helpfully volunteered to take the smaller of the two rooms, moving his belongings and tidying up as Gina and Jim got settled.
As they unpacked, they suddenly realized that there were other cultural differences beyond language. Marco knocked on their bedroom door. Gina opened it to see the tall, lean young man wearing nothing but a tight speedo, bulging in all the right places. Gina was petite, even for an Asian woman, and her face was nearly at Marco’s waist.
“I go beach,” Marco said in practiced, but broken English. “You come?”
Gina politely declined, but was visibly impacted by the sight of his nearly naked body. While he was at the beach, Gina and Jim used the alone time to relieve some of their stress. Gina was particularly aggressive. She later admitted she was turned on by seeing Marco like that.
The next morning, Gina woke up first and decided to make breakfast for her and Jim. She secretly hoped Marco might join them. She started to get dressed when Jim interrupted her.
“Why don’t you make breakfast like you did on our honeymoon?” he suggested.
“What?!? No way!” she said. “Besides, grease splattering on naked skin is something smart people only do once.”
“Here,” Jim handed her a red kitchen apron, “wear this.”
Shortly after, Gina was cooking in the kitchen wearing nothing but the red apron to cover her cute, petite little frame. Jim was helping himself to some orange juice when they heard Marco starting to stir.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Jim announced, walking right past a bleary eyed Marco. Marco was wearing only his underwear and his morning wood was making sure that barely covered him.
Jim turned on the shower with a naughty giggle, wondering how his cute little wife would explain herself in broken Spanish. As he was showering, he found himself getting very turned on by the thought of his wife with Marco, and decided to jerk off in the shower.
As he finished and finally shut the water off, he heard what sounded like talking coming from the kitchen. He quickly dried off and snuck down the hall to take a peek.
Gina was bent over the kitchen table. Her arms were reaching back, trying wantonly to grab at Marco as he fucked her from behind. He was grabbing her plump, squishy ass with both hands as his long, thick cock pistoned in and out of GIna’s pussy.
Jim’s cock popped out of the towel he was wearing. He stayed hidden behind the hallway wall, but began to jerking off as Gina begged for Marco to fuck her harder and harder.
Gina came hard, nearly passing out. Marco slowed his pace, savoring the tight, wet little cunt. As Gina came to, her eyes met Jim’s and she smiled naughtily. She pushed herself away from Marco, who objected somehow in Italian. Gina grabbed his hand and led him into his bedroom, slipping wordlessly passed her husband.
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My grandpa always told me the story that back in the days before women were enslaved, men always used to joke that women belong in the kitchen. So funny, right? Doesn’t make any sense.
DxD
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Summer is Coming
Eighty one degrees Today
I’m still making broth
