Rylee casted a seductive glance at Peyton. Peyton's erection grew in his chili stained sweat pants. Both Rylee and Peyton's breathing became shallow. Rylee's hand slid down the cold glass of the fish tank they were in. Peyton sensually whispered "blub blub." before grabbing Rylee's white breasts.
Rylee brought her hand above her head before forcefully colliding it with Peytons cheek. "NO HOT CHEESE IN MY SWAMP!" she shrieks. Peyton dramatically held his face in horror before falling to the ground. " DON'T TELL ME ABOUT HOT CHEESE!" Rylee snarled at a glowering Peyton. "Eat. My. Broccoli." Peyton crossed his arms over his chest. " You said no hot cheese." he grumbled down at the ground. Rylee stomped her juicy claves on the ground.
" I don't carE WHAT I SAID!" she scream her pitch becoming higher with every word. Peyton's lower lip trembled before reaching out to Rylee's fleshy torso. Peyton brought his lips to Rylee's gaping belly button. He proceeded to blow raspberries on her stomach until she kicked him in the groin. "W-what.. why'd you do that?" Peyton asked befuddled.
"Because. " She replied.
