Chapter 40: Dobbin’s Supper

Allen came to Dobbin's place in the evening, and she had made a good supper.

"I didn't realize you could cook a Wellington steak." Allen felt his mouth watering fast at the smell of the steak.

Dobbin had prepared a bottle of fine red wine, the scent of which wafted into Allen's nose the moment the cork was popped.

Today, Dobbin wore a waist-length black dress. Her neck was smooth and white, and the diamond necklace around her neck radiated a brilliant halo of light.

Dobbin wasn't wearing stockings today, but her legs were surprisingly white, glowing as they stuck out under her skirt.

Allen wasn't a leg man, but he still gulped at the sight of Dobbin's seductive legs.

"Sit down and taste it." Dobbin pulled out a chair for Allen and

Allen smelled a faint scent of jasmine that would have been Dobbin's perfume.

Allen picked up his knife and fork, cut off a steak, and put it in his mouth. The tender texture-filled chewiness of the steak and the oozing broth made Allen feel like his taste buds had entered heaven.

"Oh my God, it's just so delicious. You should be a Michelin chef." Allen stuck out his thumb in admiration.

Dobbin poured two glasses of red wine and rattled them with Allen.

The glasses clinked crisply as Dobbin took a sip of the red wine in her glass, and soon, her face was sporting more than a pink blush.

Allen felt fascinated by Dobbin now, causing his breath to catch.

"Am I beautiful?" Dobbin asked suddenly.

Allen immediately nodded, and suddenly, he felt a strange touch on his legs. He lowered his head, and it turned out to be Dobbin's feet rubbing against his legs.

Allen grabbed Dobbin's smooth white feet and ran his palms over them smoothly.

Dobbin's breathing became labored, and a moan even escaped his nostrils.

"Cut me loose, Allen," Dobbin said suddenly.

Allen did as he was told, and the next second, Dobbin got up from his chair, walked over to Allen, and mounted him.

Dobbin wrapped her arms around Allen's neck and gazed intently into her misty eyes and whispering mouth.

"Thank you, really, Allen." Dobbin suddenly brought his mouth closer and pressed it to Allen's.

The two kissed, the flames of lust burning and their body temperatures rising rapidly.

Dobbin suddenly parted Allen's mouth and took a sip from his glass of red wine from the table, leaving the wine in his mouth. He then kissed Allen again.

This time, lips touched, and the two tongues tangled in the liquor, the red liquid running down the corners of their mouths and dripping onto their clothes.

Allen's white shirt was stained red, but he didn't care.

Dobbin removed Allen's shirt as he kissed. The red liquor slid down his firm pecs, and Dobbin reached out to run his fingers over them.

Suddenly, Allen stood up and propped up Dobbin's ass and carried her in his arms toward the bedroom.

Dobbin was put to bed by Allen, her breathing ragged and her cheeks flushed.

Allen stripped off the clothes that were in the way and then stripped Dobbin naked.

Dobbin on the bed was naked, with white breasts, pink nipples, a flat belly, and neat pubic hair. Allen couldn't stand it any longer.

Allen bent down and kissed Dobbin, then his mouth moved down past Dobbin's neck and finally settled on a breast.

Allen sucked on Dobbin's nipple, feeling it erect and harden in his mouth, and one of his hands caressed the other breast, squeezing Dobbin's soft one out of shape.

Allen's other hand went to Dobbin's lower pussy, skimming over the pubic hair and finally stroking Dobbin's labia.

Moans kept escaping from Dobbin's mouth at the assault on her sensitive parts, especially at her lower pussy, and Dobbin clenched her legs and clenched Allen's fingers as well.

"Mmmm ...... that tickles ...... that tickles ......" Dobbin's body wriggled, and as Allen's movements became more and more rough, her body twisted faster and faster.

Allen felt enough bodily fluids seeping out of Dobbin's lower cunt that he suddenly wrapped his arms around Dobbin, and the two of them rolled over on the bed together.

Allen lay down on his bottom, running his hands up Dobbin's smooth back and caressing Dobbin's soft ass.

Dobbin moaned as she lay on Allen's chest, her legs spread wide as she rode Allen's body.

Allen felt Dobbin's bodily fluids dripping down onto the small of his back as he lifted Dobbin's lower body and pressed his long, thick cock against the opening of her cunt.

The glans rubbed against the vaginal opening, slick with enough bodily fluids to lubricate it, and Allen held Dobbin's ass as he sank, his cock gradually burrowing into the middle of the vaginal opening.