? One to two handfuls washed baby spinach (optional)
? A serving of your favorite protein powder
? Note, you can play with the amounts of juice and milk, or add more frozen fruit, depending on if you like a thicker or thinner smoothie. This makes mine just the way I like it!
Method:
? Pour all ingredients into a strong blender. If your blender is less powerful, add the frozen fruit a half cup at a time after adding the liquids.
? Blend all ingredients together until thick and frothy. The color should be a pinkish-orange if you omit the spinach, and a mauve-pink if you add the spinach.
? Serve cold and enjoy!
Good Evening, Beautiful
Starring Genesis and Melinda fromStone Cold Groom
Genesis could feel her, even in his sleep. The slow, longing pulling of night as it started to wake him from his stone form and bring him to his bride.
Although by the distant, foggy sounds, his bride was already trying to bring him to herself—deep inside of herself.
He could feel the distant tingles of pleasure working their way from his thighs to the hard, aching erection of his cock. Melinda was such a minx, torturing him like that, leaving him on the verge just as sunlight hit—not that he minded.
Because sunset would bring the dreams and sensations of her stretching her petite, pouting little pussy over his long, rock-hard length, smoothed and slicked with lubricant to make the sparkling abalone-like stone skin even easier for her to take.
“Genesis. God... God, I need you. I woke up so ready for you, and today’s going to be such a crazy day...”
It was enough to make him break the rules of his race and defy the sun.
And to think he hadn’t even wanted Melinda when he first saw her, to think he was furious at ending up saddled with a human bride. Why was it going to be a crazy day, he wanted to ask. Why was she so ready?
Tease... Fucking him like this in his stone sleep, where he couldn’t smell her sweetness, couldn’t fully feel her heat and her wetness.
But the sensations sharpened. He could hear her panting as she pumped up and down him, sliding slowly, carefully.
Moonlight was going to battle sunlight soon, and he needed her off when he woke, shattering his prison. Sharp shards slicing Melinda’s perfect buttercream-and-freckles skin wasn’t something he wanted to picture.
But, like the expert she was, she launched off of him at the exact second, and the first thing he saw upon waking was his beautiful wife lying splayed and shuddering, her pink puss pouting and glistening at him as her fingers worked furiously in and out.
“I made you breakfast,” Melinda gasped as he shook off the last of his stone skin and launched toward the bed, wings unfurled, cock still achingly hard.
“I should say you did,” he growled, laughing, burying his tongue where his rod had just been, lapping her inside and out, parting her thighs as wide as possible with his talons.
“No, no, I mean I... Oh. Ohhh, fuck, fuck me with your tongue just like that,” her protest changed into a croon.
“I should stop. You were a very bad girl, leaving me like that all day.”
“You were a very bad boy, making me get off just before I came,” she countered.
“You like it when I’m bad.”
“Pot. Kettle,” she cried, digging her nails into his scalp as he sucked on her clit.
“I think you’re worse, leaving yourself on display like that, fucking my pretty peach while I’m still waking up,” he chided, teasing in every slurping word.
“I don’t know, baby. I think you might be the king of bad boys, torturing me all day, sitting there all huge and hard, the perfect husband-shaped toy. So big. I know you like it when I ride you and stretch to take you in so nice and deep,” Melinda’s voice taunted in a purr that could turn demons into priests.
Genesis couldn’t take it anymore. With a grunt, he shoved himself inside of her, feeling her stretch and then stick, her skin welding to his. She came on the first stroke, and he came on the second. “No fair having all the foreplay while I’m asleep,” he snarled, biting her shoulder lightly.
