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Romantic moments
The next time Anabel visited, she brought food for him. She knew how much he would appreciate her cooking and wanted to brighten his day. She knocked on his door, and when he opened it, she was happy to see his smiling face.
"My baby is here!" He exclaimed and pulled her into a warm embrace. She smiled and held up the bag of food.
"I brought this for you," she said, walking into the living room and setting the bag on the table.
"It's like you knew I would be hungry. Thank you very much."
"You are welcome." She replied and began to unpack the food.
"This smells nice. It must be delicious."
"Yeah. Anyway, you are about to find out now." She finished and gave him the spoon.
"Only one spoon? There is no way I'm going to eat this alone. You are eating with me." He got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen. Before Anabel could adjust on the seat, he showed up with another spoon and a bottle of water.
"What are you doing? The food is for you." Anabel said.
"Well, I won't be eating while you watch. We are eating it together." Sylvester replied.
"But it won't be enough for both of us." Anabel pointed out.
"I'm not complaining." He gave her his spoon and sat down.
Sylvester took a spoon and nodded. "Wow, this is delicious. I love this."
"Really?" Anabel asked.
"It's delicious. I thought you wouldn't be able to know how to cook." He said and took another spoon. Anabel joined him, and they began to eat together.
"Why did you say so?" Anabel asked.
"Most girls from rich homes don't know how to cook. Are you sure you are the one who made this?" Sylvester was still doubting her.
"Well, in our house, we don't have cooks. We cook by ourselves. My mom taught me how to cook."
"That's great. Our baby will be lucky to have a great cook." Sylvester said, and Anabel smiled.
As they ate, Anabel recounted a funny incident at work, and Sylvester listened intently, laughing at all the funny moments.
When they finished their meal, Sylvester took the food flask to wash, and Anabel stopped him. "Don't worry about it. I will wash it."
"No, you brought the food. Let me do the washing."
"I insist. Leave it for me." Anabel took it from him and packed it into the bag. Sylvester sat back, and they continued to discuss. As they were talking, Sylvester locked eyes with Anabel and leaned forward.
Anabel knew what was coming and closed her eyes. Soon, she felt his lips softly brushing against hers. Anabel responded to the kiss, feeling the rush of affection. It was a romantic one. He held the back of her head and began to deepen the kiss, exploring her mouth with his tongue.
Anabel began to lose control, kissing him back as if her life depended on it. It had been long since she last kissed. At this moment, Sylvester was getting a hard-on. He was getting into the mood. Something he had been waiting for a very long time. He has fantasized about how it would feel like to have his dick deep inside her likely sweet pussy. He was yet to even touch her breast.
Now, it was as if he was about to live on his dream. Her breast was no longer far away from him. Just a slight move and he would grab and fondle it as he liked. Her breast has grown bigger due to the pregnancy. He couldn't wait to suck her nipples.
He didn't need to imagine more because he thought he was about to have it all. With the way Anabel was kissing him, he thought she wouldn't be able to resist him in whatever he wanted to do with her body. .