[Book one of the Foodgasm series]
[Rated 16 +]
"You know what the funny thing is ma?"
My breathing mimics one of a panting dog, not just any dog but a bothered bìtch in heat.
Yes, I wanted to straddle his face.
Sure, I wanted to watch his chestnut eyes darken as his tongue fúcks me to insensibility.
I mean, we had everything necessary to make my fantasy a reality.
That was until he let me into a revelation that suddenly made the idea of eating pússy, disregarding men and being a hardcore lesbian sound VERY appealing.
"I don't do oreos."
Boy meets girl.
Girl has a stick up her arse and boy wants nothing more than to replace stick with his cóck.
Boy has problems.
Girl has problems.
Welcome to my baking 101 class and hopefully we will refrain from anyone dying from food poisoning.
(I'm co-writing this with an anonymous writer who goes by the pen name Brutus)