Today was my day to pick our pic!
The chocolate drips from the beaters, and I scoop some to taste. This cake has to be perfect. I somehow managed to get the perfect balance of sweet and spicy, just like my girl.
She’s working late and I’m baking for her birthday. What I’m really thinking about, though, is what will happen once the candles are blown out.
I want to lick buttercream from her nipples. I want her to smear frosting on my thighs and at the top of my pussy and clean me up, after I do the same to her.
God, why isn’t she home yet?