thestorybehindthepic:“What’s that smell?”“Smell? I don’t know…”“Oh, come on, did my stories turn you
thestorybehindthepic:“What’s that smell?”“Smell? I don’t know…”“Oh, come on, did my stories turn you on?” Betty was already under the table. Amy squirmed in her chairt as her friend pushed her legs apart.“Woah! You’re leaking, sweetie! Can I have a taste?”“I… I…”“OK!” -- source link