Getting to the Tomatoes

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Clarissa: *fingers Bill's belt*
Bill: Oh yeah baby ( ͡°╭͜ʖ╮͡° )
Clarissa: *Starts to unbuckle own chest concealer*
Bill: Here let me get that for you
Clarissa: Well thank you mister Bill
Bill: No problem baby
Clarissa: Where do you keep your rings that go around Saturn ( ͡°╭͜ʖ╮͡° ) ( ͡°╭͜ʖ╮͡° ) ( ͡°╭͜ʖ╮͡° ) *wink*
Bill: In the chest next to the bed on the right *failed wink*
Clarissa: *Pulls travel size lube out of boob crease*
Clarissa: *lathers lube onto Bill's tomato stem, as well as her own entire right arm*
Bill: Oh shit. I don't think my tomato stem is ready for this
Clarissa: *Shoves arm up Bill's ass then up the stomach to up the throat*
Bill: True definition of deep throating *single tear*
Clarissa: The pressure of your sprinkler system is a little low ( ͡°╭͜ʖ╮͡° )
*Baby pops out of belly button*
Bill: I hope you're ready to have 1 million children ( ͡°╭͜ʖ╮͡° )
*999,999 babies later*
Clarissa: Let's name them all egg
( ͡°╭͜ʖ╮͡° ) AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EGGVER AFTER ( ͜。 ͡ʖ ͜。)

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