Dear ********** ******* ****,
I see you there mocking me. You and all of your festively dressed little friends. I reach for you and take you in my hand being careful not to hold you to long so that you begin to come undone. You know I want you, it has been this way all day. I can no longer resist the temptation of you and your sweetness. I slowly remove your festive outfit, I slowly bring you to my mouth. I smell your all consuming goodness. I let you linger on my lips before slowly placing you on my hot tongue. Where you slowly begin to form a sweet cream that is irresistible and refreshing to say the least. I swallow you and sigh...
Sincerely,
It is not polite to talk with your mouth full
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