as clevy was joyfully straightening her hair she remembered an important knock knock joke she had yet to tell sticky. she leaned in close to tell sticky her joke unaware that the steaming iron in her hand was lightly gliding over sticky's thigh.
"knock knock" clevy lustfully whispered lowly
as she said those words clevy's fingers gripped tightly around the straighteners shaft. little did she know the head was burning the shit out of sticky. sticky whimpered at the sudden contact.
