Lina stood in the kitchen, her hands trembling slightly as she stared at the mixing bowl on the counter. Her heart pounded as she thought about what she was about to do. She’d been fantasizing about this for weeks—no, months. Bram’s cock had become an obsession, and today, she was going to make it a reality. She wanted his cum. Not just any cum, but Bram’s fucking load, thick and hot, mixed into her milk like some forbidden recipe. She wanted to drink it every day, stock it in her fridge, and let it become part of her life.She glanced at the garden door where Bram was standing, shirtless, his muscles rippling under the sunlight. His black cock hung heavy between his legs, already half-hard just from the way she was looking at him. Lina bit her lower lip, her pussy throbbing at the sight. She knew what she had to do.“Bram,” she called out, her voice trembling with need. “Come here.”He turned, his dark eyes locking onto hers. He didn’t say a word, but he didn’t have to. The way he moved—slow, confident, like he owned the world—was enough to make her knees weak. His cock swayed with each step, growing harder with every second he got closer.“What’s up?” he asked casually, like he didn’t know exactly what she wanted.Fuck him. Lina wasn’t in the mood for games. “I want your cum,” she said, her voice shaking with desperation. “I need it. Right now.”Bram raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “You need it, huh? What for?”Lina’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t back down. “I’m making a cake,” she said, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. “And I want… I want your cum in it.”Bram let out a low chuckle, deep and rumbling, and stepped closer until he was right in front of her. His cock brushed against her thigh, hot and hard, and Lina’s breath hitched.“You want my fucking cum in your cake?” he asked, his voice dripping with amusement. “That’s nasty as hell. I love it.”Lina’s heart raced as she reached out, her fingers wrapping around his thick shaft. She squeezed gently, feeling the heat radiating from him. “I want it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I need it.”Bram grabbed her wrist, stopping her from stroking him. “Not yet,” he said, his voice firm but teasing. “If you want my cum, you’re gonna have to work for it.”Lina’s eyes widened. She knew exactly what he meant. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, her hands gripping his hips as she leaned in close. His cock was inches from her face, and she could already smell the musky scent of him. It made her mouth water.“Fuck, Bram,” she moaned, leaning forward to lick the tip of his cock. The taste was salty and bitter, and it sent a jolt of electricity straight to her pussy. She opened her mouth wider, taking him in inch by inch until his thick shaft was pressed against the back of her throat.Bram groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as he guiding her movements. “That’s it,” he growled. “Suck my cock like a good little slut.”Lina moaned around him, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down. His cock felt so good in her mouth, so fucking perfect, and she couldn’t get enough. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder as her hands gripped his ass, pulling him deeper into her throat.“Fuck, Lina,” Bram groaned, his hips bucking slightly. “You’re such a dirty little whore.”Lina’s pussy clenched at his words, and she could feel herself getting wetter with every second. She wanted his cum so badly—needed it—and she wasn’t going to stop until she got it.She pulled back, gasping for air as she looked up at him with wide eyes. “Cum for me,” she begged, her voice trembling with need. “Please, Bram. I need your fucking cum.”Bram smirked down at her, his grip tightening in her hair. “You sure you can handle it?” he teased.“Yes,” Lina moaned, her lips wrapping around his cock once more. She sucked him hard and fast, her tongue working overtime as she tried to coax his release.It didn’t take long. Bram groaned loudly, his body tensing as his cum shot down her throat in thick, hot spurts. Lina swallowed eagerly, moaning around him as she drank every last drop. His cum was salty and warm, and it sent a shiver of pleasure through her entire body.When he finally pulled out, Lina licked her lips, savoring the taste of him. She looked up at him with a satisfied smile, her heart still racing.“Good girl,” Bram said, his voice rough with pleasure. He ran a hand through her hair, his cock still twitching slightly.Lina stood up, her legs shaky but her determination unwavering. She walked over to the mixing bowl and poured a glass of milk into it. Then, without hesitation, she spat Bram’s cum into the bowl, stirring it slowly.“Now,” she said, turning back to him with a smirk. “Let’s make that cake.”

Lina, driven by her obsession, called Bram into the kitchen and demanded his cum. After giving him a blowjob, she swallowed his load and then spat it into a mixing bowl with milk. She then began to make a cake with it.

Lina stood in the kitchen, her hands trembling slightly as she stared at the mixing bowl on the counter. Her heart pounded as she thought about what she was about to do. She’d been fantasizing about this for weeks—no, months. Bram’s cock had become an obsession, and today, she was going to make it a reality. She wanted his cum. Not just any cum, but __Bram’s fucking load__, thick and hot, mixed into her milk like some forbidden recipe. She wanted to drink it every day, stock it in her fridge, and let it become part of her life.

She glanced at the garden door where Bram was standing, shirtless, his muscles rippling under the sunlight. His black cock hung heavy between his legs, already half-hard just from the way she was looking at him. Lina bit her lower lip, her pussy throbbing at the sight. She knew what she had to do.

“Bram,” she called out, her voice trembling with need. “Come here.”

He turned, his dark eyes locking onto hers. He didn’t say a word, but he didn’t have to. The way he moved—slow, confident, like he owned the world—was enough to make her knees weak. His cock swayed with each step, growing harder with every second he got closer.

“What’s up?” he asked casually, like he didn’t know exactly what she wanted.

__Fuck him.__ Lina wasn’t in the mood for games. “I want your cum,” she said, her voice shaking with desperation. “I need it. Right now.”

Bram raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “You need it, huh? What for?”

Lina’s cheeks flushed, but she didn’t back down. “I’m making a cake,” she said, trying to sound casual but failing miserably. “And I want… I want your cum in it.”

Bram let out a low chuckle, deep and rumbling, and stepped closer until he was right in front of her. His cock brushed against her thigh, hot and hard, and Lina’s breath hitched.

“You want my fucking cum in your cake?” he asked, his voice dripping with amusement. “That’s nasty as hell. I love it.”

Lina’s heart raced as she reached out, her fingers wrapping around his thick shaft. She squeezed gently, feeling the heat radiating from him. “I want it,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I need it.”

Bram grabbed her wrist, stopping her from stroking him. “Not yet,” he said, his voice firm but teasing. “If you want my cum, you’re gonna have to work for it.”

Lina’s eyes widened. She knew exactly what he meant. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, her hands gripping his hips as she leaned in close. His cock was inches from her face, and she could already smell the musky scent of him. It made her mouth water.

“Fuck, Bram,” she moaned, leaning forward to lick the tip of his cock. The taste was salty and bitter, and it sent a jolt of electricity straight to her pussy. She opened her mouth wider, taking him in inch by inch until his thick shaft was pressed against the back of her throat.

Bram groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as he guiding her movements. “That’s it,” he growled. “Suck my cock like a good little slut.”

Lina moaned around him, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she bobbed her head up and down. His cock felt so good in her mouth, so fucking perfect, and she couldn’t get enough. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking harder as her hands gripped his ass, pulling him deeper into her throat.

“Fuck, Lina,” Bram groaned, his hips bucking slightly. “You’re such a dirty little whore.”

Lina’s pussy clenched at his words, and she could feel herself getting wetter with every second. She wanted his cum so badly—needed it—and she wasn’t going to stop until she got it.

She pulled back, gasping for air as she looked up at him with wide eyes. “Cum for me,” she begged, her voice trembling with need. “Please, Bram. I need your fucking cum.”

Bram smirked down at her, his grip tightening in her hair. “You sure you can handle it?” he teased.

“Yes,” Lina moaned, her lips wrapping around his cock once more. She sucked him hard and fast, her tongue working overtime as she tried to coax his release.

It didn’t take long. Bram groaned loudly, his body tensing as his cum shot down her throat in thick, hot spurts. Lina swallowed eagerly, moaning around him as she drank every last drop. His cum was salty and warm, and it sent a shiver of pleasure through her entire body.

When he finally pulled out, Lina licked her lips, savoring the taste of him. She looked up at him with a satisfied smile, her heart still racing.

“Good girl,” Bram said, his voice rough with pleasure. He ran a hand through her hair, his cock still twitching slightly.

Lina stood up, her legs shaky but her determination unwavering. She walked over to the mixing bowl and poured a glass of milk into it. Then, without hesitation, she spat Bram’s cum into the bowl, stirring it slowly.

“Now,” she said, turning back to him with a smirk. “Let’s make that cake.”

A woman's obsession with her lover's virility leads her to incorporate his semen into her daily routine, from drinking it to using it in her culinary experiments. She finds pleasure in the act of collecting and consuming his essence, using her mouth to extract it and her body to clean up after.

Lina's Craving for Bram's Thick Fucking Load

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