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Amateur Baking: Sexy, Sweet, and Sensational.

She was a dessert I couldn't resist, a tantalizing treat that left my mouth watering as soon as I laid eyes on her. Her soft, supple body was the perfect mixture of vanilla and cinnamon, just waiting to be baked and licked clean. My hands were drawn to her, feeling the heat radiating from her warm flesh, aching for a taste.

As we started to undress each other, I couldn't help but notice the swelling in my pants, desperate to get at what lay beneath the surface. Her nipples were hard little buds, begging to be sucked on, and as I took one into my mouth, she let out a soft moan that made my cock twitch with anticipation.

With each caress of her body, I could feel my desire growing, the head of my dick throbbing in time with my heartbeat. My fingers traced delicate patterns on her skin, teasing and torturing her, making her beg for more. And as she arched her back, pushing her tits towards me, I knew that this was only the beginning.

Her pussy was a wet, warm haven, slick with desire and ready to be filled. As my fingers slid between her lips, I could feel the pulsing of her clit, begging for release. And as she moaned into my ear, I knew that it was time to give her what she wanted.

With a deep breath, I entered her, my cock sliding smoothly into the warm depths of her cunt. The sensation was electric, like nothing I had ever felt before. As I pushed deeper, I could feel her tightness enveloping me, pulling me in and making me want more. And with each thrust, she matched my rhythm, her hips bucking against mine as we found our groove.

The sounds of her pleasure filled the room, a symphony of moans and gasps that only served to fuel my desire further. My hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as I continued to pound into her, feeling her walls clench around me, milking me for every last drop. And as she came, so too did I, spilling deep inside her, our bodies shuddering together in mutual satisfaction.

As we lay there, our hearts pounding in sync, I knew that this was one encounter I would never forget. She was a sweet treat that left me craving more, and with each passing day, I found myself yearning for another taste of her delicious body. For in that moment, she had shown me just how truly sensational amateur baking could be.