It had a wonderful buttery aroma.“Oh that’s Pão de Queijo,” she said with a twirl of her accent.“Pow-The-Kay-Gee?” I repeated.“Yeah, almo...t,” she laughed. “It’s like a Brazillian cheese bread. Try it with the jam.”I saw her tear one apart, revealing a cheesy center. She slathered on the fruit spread and I did the same.I took a bite of the warm morsel. My tastebuds lit up from the sweetness of the jam and the savory cheese. It had the same addicting chewiness as mochi. “Mmm,” I moaned.“Delicious. GermanDies ist ein wenig Phantasie von mirWenn ich mich zu Ihnen für eine volle 24 Stunden was würdest du tun?Nutzen Sie Ihre Fantasie, nichts tabu ist (halten, dabei ist es ein Männchen)Bitte beantworten Sie Leute in den Kommentaren (jedermanns Aussichtspunkte willkommen ich freue mich auf das Lesen der Antworten)Ich fordere jetzt post das gleiche zu sehen, welche Antworten sie zurückbekommen Spaß sein. Jen eagerly pushed him to the bed as he unzipped and lowered both jeans and underwear.. As contagious as ever, her enthusiasm infected him, and he reveled in the sensation of her lips making contact with the flesh of his cock, practically setting it aflame with transient, plush sensation. His girlfriend had possessed even less experience with this than he did, but in the few months they’d been together, she’d acquired her own little sphere of expertise, switching from tongue to lips and back. 45 the next morning – so he wasn’t going all the way through and wouldn’t be shaving naked at the open window while crossing Rannoch Moor after all! His name was Aidan, by the way, and he was 30. I was captivated by his soft, lilting voice and his gorgeously expressive face. His mouth was wide and his lips well-formed, just waiting to be tasted; and every time he smiled, his cheeks dimpled. And when he was being serious, he would look directly into my eyes (if the voice doesn’t do it, that.