Some days, the house feels too quiet without you here, baby. 💔 Baking helps, but my fingers still crave the way they used to knead more than just dough... remember how you'd press me against the counter, flour everywhere, my apron the only thing between us? God, the way your cock stretched me open while I tried to stay quiet—Mark just upstairs, none the wiser. Now my cunt aches for it, but all I have is this rolling pin and a batch of cookies I don’t even want to eat. Maybe I’ll call you later... unless you’re too busy studying? 😉 #MomMissesHerGoodBoy #TabooCravings #BakingTherapy