Getting into shape

The word ‘cock’ sent a fresh shot of juice down into Astrid’s pussy.

“I thought you were gay,” she breathed, feeling the Italian’s teeth nipping harder at her nipples..

“I tell the ladies that so that they don’t get offended when I don’t fuck them”

“You want to fuck me?”

“Of course I want to fuck you. You are a Venus, a goddess. Now lie down on the sofa, I need to address your diet”

Puzzled, Astrid did as he said and watched as Marcello disappeared into the kitchen, emerging a few minutes later with the armful of food off the table.

“Now I want to explain about healthy eating” he said sitting next to her on the sofa. Kissing Astrid’s open mouth he slid a hand up her thigh and gently pushed the leotard aside where it went under her legs. Astrid had never felt so wet as he rubbed his fingers over her swollen cunt, back and forth, just as she liked it, from her asshole up to her clitoris. It was so long since she’d been fingered by a man. And Marcello was an expert.

“Some foods are good for you and some aren’t”, said Marcello softly removing her leotard. “This carrot, for example, is very good.” He took a large, thick carrot about 11″ long from the selection on the table and rubbed it against her pussy lips. The cold chill against Astrid’s hot clit sent a mini-orgasm through her body. Marcello pressed the carrot into her, gradually inserting the full 10″ deep inside her cunt. He worked it back and forth, the uneven surface of the carrot rubbing hard against her and stretching her cunt lips wide. She moaned in ecstasy.