My mouth watered. A hot flush colored my cheeks.
Humming in satisfaction, my eyes rolled back in my head. My tongue was coated.
I swallowed in delight. More. I needed more.
I licked and sucked. I wouldn’t leave one part untouched, not one taste missed.
Unf.
It was the best piece of chocolate cake I’d ever eaten.
U is for unf because sometimes, that’s the only way to describe how good it is, even if “it” is only chocolate cake.
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Sneaky!
Loved it. .. you know where my dirty mind went!
Nilla
That’s where my mind went, too. /giggle /snort
That was some pretty damn good cake but not as good as what happened later.
Very true…the cake was good…dessert was better.