Brunch
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2023 by Mat Twassel
Flash Sex Story: Hanzo and Phoebe need to get dressed for the Sunday brunch, but there's a problem. Illustrated.
Caution: This Flash Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
Hanzo interrupted Phoebe dressing for the Sunday brunch. He undressed her, all but her pearls and stockings, and ravished her.
Lying in bed after, Phoebe said, “Oh, Hanz, you fucked me so good. You filled me so full. Gosh, I think if I even breathe the wrong way it will all gush out.”
“Let’s see,” Hanzo said.
“No, I’m too shy,” Phoebe protested.
“Okay,” Hanzo said, getting his camera from the top of the chest of drawers. “I can wait. You’ve got to get up sometime if we’re going to make that brunch.”
“You’re mean,” Phoebe said.
“You’re cute,” Hanzo said. “Come on, get up. I want to see my cream come out.”
Phoebe sat up.
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