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She stares up ather skin

"Are you going to let htens around rip a little firmer

Try and run, little sheep

My lip twitches "Do I have a choice?"

"No"

"No?" I release her hand, but only to pinch her chin betweencloser "But what if I don’t want to let you go?" I ask quietly "What if I can’t?"

Her eyes focus onyou an option"

"Do you always decide how this works?"

"Yes," she says, her voice nohisper

I know she’s expectingher head up to ency of her breath

I could kiss her, God knoant to, only

I’ll wantme since she made her existence known

I force her face to turn left and slide ht Seven o’clock Don’tfor you" I press a chaste kiss to her skin

She looks up at me as I lean back and drop my hand Her eyes narrow "You better deliver"

"I always do"

I watch in a daze as she crosses the street Her ass, this perfect heart-shaped entity,her I iainst her skin The quiet slap of her body against ain with the hard-on?

I carry the bakery box inside and upstairs tomy cock in the process

Juvenile If she bent over, you probably would’ve busted a nut right there on the street

Standing in front of the rubbish bin, I hesitate, look down at the box in e

Brooke made these And fuck, how sexy was she when shewith pride, thensofter

I don’t eat stuff like this anymore I don’t even keep it in the house My lifestyle transfor habits Out of sight, out of mind has alorked best for me I haven’t eaten a cupcake inactually, I can’t even remember the last time I ate a cupcake