You Can Have Your Cake and Eat My Cunt Too

Last night in Greenwich, we got messy. In a candlelit hotel room, he had a surprise waiting – in 5″ heels, suspender belt, stockings and red lipstick.

Blindfolding him, i whispered I had a sweet surprise. As my limbs wrapped around him, my tongue forced open his mouth and I said “lick it.” The sweet white chocolate was a pleasant shock as he felt our mouths wrap around one another, connected by a sweet pink cake pop. It was almost as if we were on a sugar high, the kissing became so intense. Chocolate and cake was flying everywhere….

I put that cake pop on my clit and made him suck and lick it. He grabbed it and our lips were locked again with chocolate and the sweet taste of my cunt.

His cock. I worked him over so many times- traveling around the world- deliberately slow and deep caresses that left his prostate weeping with joy.

Who says that you cant have your cake and eat it too? A Starbucks Birthday Cake Pop will never look the same again…