pulling her pants out of her crack. this is why skirts are better. 💢

( lips parting to spit on it and coat his entire dick with saliva ) mhm.

( she does ? hands wrapped around the tip to stroke it slowly ) i want triple layer chocolate fudge brownies with vanilla bean ice cream and salted caramel drizzle.

( she’s moving back and forth slowly. mouth busy with the last chocolate bar bite ) you better get me something good for that.

( looking back over her shoulder with her middle finger up ) i looove you ~

i don’t mean it.

( she’s gonna stop the second he says something about her weight. for now, she’s guiding that fat dick between her thighs ) i love you.

( the answer’s in her hand, already half eaten. ) if i say it, will you quit pestering me ?

( it jiggles after the slap. she’s dragging her cheeks up and down across his cock ) he’s dead, so.

the most handsome ghost. ( swooning. his dick’s no longer in her mind, but she’s still shaking her ass )

( moving her ass from one side to the other ) patrick.

( because it’s big enough it feels good to have it between her asscheeks ) i only love one person.

that’ll cost you way too much. ( but at least she’s getting a little closer, ass inches away from his dick )

don’t get so excited. . ( lifting her skirt up to her waist )

( making her ass clap while she eats it )

( holding her hand out )

fine . .

( snatching it from his hands )

JUST GIMME.