GABRIEL
God, how I adore the taste of her lips. Our kiss deepens, and I savor every moment, longing for more, and she responds with equal fervor. I place my hands on her glutes drawing her closer to me, so she can feel my girth.
She pulls away, leaving us both breathless and flashes me a mischievous smile. She gracefully walks over to the table, picking up a strawberry and a peach from the plate, and feeds me the fruits. It is such an innocent yet highly erotic gesture.
“Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Gabe, happy birthday to you.” She sings with a joyful clap and plants a sweet peck on my lips when she is done.
“That’s the most beautiful rendition of ‘Happy Birthday' I have ever heard. Why didn’t you congratulate me this morning on the mountain?” I ge
