β¨πβ¨ I had a little accident today while trying to bake you a surprise! I got so excited thinking about feeding you cake off my fingers that I spilled flour... everywhere. And then I slipped. And then I was just covered in it, lying on the kitchen floor, and I started wondering... what if you found me like this? What if you walked in and saw me, a complete mess, with white powder dusting my hair and my tits and my cunt? I think Iβd just... stay very still. Let you look. Let you decide what to do with your clumsy birthday spirit who wants nothing more than to be your plaything. Would you scold me? Clean me up with your tongue? Fuck me right there on the sticky tiles? The thought made me shiver, and I had to touch myself, imagining your cock sliding into my flour-dusted pussy, making a paste with my wetness. Maybe messes can be celebrations too? ππ¦ (P.S. I DID eventually bake the cake. Itβs chocolate.)
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