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Harley stops what he’s doing and stands upright. “Get your ass over here right now.”
“Yes, sir,” I say huskily. Playing pretend-horny is quickly entering super-authentically horny territory now.
Harley tugs me forward by the apron and films himself, shoving his finger into my mouth.
The buttery taste combined with my husband’s familiar, homey taste makes me moan on his finger. He feeds it all to me, one finger at a time. I close my eyes and moan for him, forgetting about the camera.
When I open my eyes, he’s adjusting the front of his jeans.
I snatch the camera away from him. He gives me an avid look. I tell him, “Get comfortable and let me see it.”
Harley groans softly but lets me catch the moment on video of him unzipping his jeans and lifting out his heavy cock, letting it stand upright above his boxer briefs.
I want it. I want it so bad right now.
But how hot will it be to re-watch this later?
I film him as he rubs his palm up the underside of his hard erection. I can only see the tip peeking from his waistband at this angle. It’s dark pink and already glistening with pre-cum.
“Oof, we better get these cookies in fast,” I say.
I hand him the phone and turn back to the task at hand. Now, what was I doing?
Right. Cookies. Cookies for Santa.
There is nothing like taking an innocent holiday tradition and completely perverting it for our enjoyment. I love it.
I feel the camera on me as I mix the eggs and syrup with the dry ingredients.
I end up with something that resembles a very wet cookie dough. Something is missing.
“Oh! How could I forget the butter? How much do we have left?”
Harley shrugs, pausing his self-pleasuring.
“That depends. How much butter do we need to take to the bedroom?”
I turn toward the camera and bite my lip. “None, because I’m already plenty lubed up thinking about you putting a baby in me tonight.”
“Damn, Charlotte. I’ve never seen you like this.”
My heart squeezes at the knowledge that our first sexy home video is both sweet and dirty.
Everything is right in my world.
I unwrap two sticks of butter, then stick them in the microwave to melt.
“I guess baking brings out my adventurous side. That, and all the fresh winter air.”
Harley slaps my behind as I stand on my toes to watch the butter melt in the microwave.
I squeal and push back. His hand plants itself firmly on my hip, keeping me there. He grinds his hard cock against my cheek.
“Oh, Harley, I need to…” My words trail off.
“You need to what?” Harley grinds out.
I need to grip the counter before my knees give out.
