The other day I was in my lounge eating a toblerone when Bertha walked in,

"Ooh babe, save me a bit, will ya?"

"Oh, ******* Bertha, let me enjoy it."

"I thought you loved me."

"Yeah, but.."

"Ok, be like that. I just bought some chocolate trifles. I think I'll have one now."

What a crafty minx she was. Bertha knows I adore chocolate trifles.

"Ok beautiful, here you go, have my last two pieces."

She swiped them without hesitation, chucking them into her mouth and barely chewing before swallowing them almost whole.

"Mmm, yummy. So babe, you wanna a trifle?"

"Yes, please."

"You'll have to chase me for one."

So I chased her around the house. For a big girl, Bertha can't half shift. I had trouble keeping up.

Eventually she tripped and landed on the sofa face up. Her large shapely ***** heaved as she gathered her breath.

Bertha's arms were outstretched.
Joining her,
I gladly let them envelop me.

We kissed passionately.

I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes and felt all warm and fuzzy inside.

We kissed a bit more before I led her to the bedroom.

Settling back on the sofa, Bertha and I snuggled.We watched TV and ate the remaining trifles.

What a gal.