My lips wrap around earthy thumbs, and they shove tenderness down my throat. I need it all, please give me all. To any crumb that finds your lap, I can crawl; any lie that falls from your mouth, I can swallow whole.
tthat’s what i’d do if married to my friend and they got cake on their nose. i love them sm.he other pulls away to grab a napkin to carefully wipe it away, and then uses a sponge that was prepared in the pocket to fix the makeup. then they do the cake.