“Happy Birthday, Soda.” You smile as you walk in the room.
His jaw drops at the sight of you, in your black lacy bra and panties just for this occasion.
“Wow.” He whispers.
You walk over to where he was sitting on the chair and straddle him. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” you whisper seductively in his ear. You start beijar him, tongues battling, then you pull away.
“Lets go into the kitchen.” You say.
On the cozinha mesa, tabela was a cake. You turned around to see Soda, camisa and pants already off. You smile seductively, and take a handful of the cake, and rub it on your stomach. You take mais handfuls of cake, rubbing it all over you, in your underwear too.
You hoist yourself up onto the table.
“Want some cake, Soda?”
He immediately gets up on the table, and starts licking off the cake. Down your stomach, in your bra, and down your panties.
“Taste good?” You ask.
“Mmhm.” He respostas as he slides your panties down the rest of the way.
His jaw drops at the sight of you, in your black lacy bra and panties just for this occasion.
“Wow.” He whispers.
You walk over to where he was sitting on the chair and straddle him. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” you whisper seductively in his ear. You start beijar him, tongues battling, then you pull away.
“Lets go into the kitchen.” You say.
On the cozinha mesa, tabela was a cake. You turned around to see Soda, camisa and pants already off. You smile seductively, and take a handful of the cake, and rub it on your stomach. You take mais handfuls of cake, rubbing it all over you, in your underwear too.
You hoist yourself up onto the table.
“Want some cake, Soda?”
He immediately gets up on the table, and starts licking off the cake. Down your stomach, in your bra, and down your panties.
“Taste good?” You ask.
“Mmhm.” He respostas as he slides your panties down the rest of the way.
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” you say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? Or what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating pipoca and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating pipoca with the girl I love.”
And he kisses you on the lips.
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” you say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? Or what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating pipoca and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating pipoca with the girl I love.”
And he kisses you on the lips.
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Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 ano old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother said to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the sofá to give her a hug.
“I amor you Daddy.”
“Love you too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in amor with.”
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 ano old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother said to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the sofá to give her a hug.
“I amor you Daddy.”
“Love you too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in amor with.”