’ ‘Hi Jim, I’m Millie. My mom and dad own this shop. Everything we sell is baked here and there’re no preservatives used in anything. We also...use organic ingredients.’ ‘Millie, what’s your favorite bread and pastry?’ ‘I really like this white chocolate chip, cinnamon and cranberry bread. It’s one of our best sellers and when you toast it, the flavors just melt in your mouth. I also like the blueberry turnovers and our chocolate filled croissants are to die for.’ ‘With all this temptation. Oh damn that is good. I feel him tense he’s close oh yes here he comes he pushing deeper and deeper and shorter and shorter movements. I hear his breath coming in short gasp then a moan the first sound I have heard all night. Oh damn I feel his seed spread throughout me so warm so erotic oh damn so good.He holds that position as his cock slowly softens then it falls out of my worn pussy followed by globs of his and my cum, it falls onto the table and onto the floor. He steps away, stops then I. “So, are we ready?” Xavier asked, turning toward Ayn.Ayn’s gaze was intense, and Xavier sustained it with his own.“For all that is worth, Xav, it’s been fun, right?” Ayn said, pulling him close.“Let’s see how this plays out,” Xavier patted his lover on the back. “We have a long road ahead of us. Filled with dangers, yes. But I have you by my side.”“And I have you,” Ayn replied. “And you know what? You still behave like a Ruler.”“That is not easy to forget,” Xavier said with a sigh.“No, it’s. 'You got some?', The first guy, Trey, asked. "Yes" I replied taking the bag of dope and a glass pipe out of my wadded up cargo shorts. 'How much you got?' Asked Stroke. "Alot!" I answered. "Over an ounce maybe", I had more but didn't want to brag. "I forgot a lighter" I explained. Stroke handed me a lighter. 'Spark that shit up crackah!" He demanded. I poured some Meth into the glass pipe and Trey quickly grabbed it and lit it. He leaned next to me in the stall and took a few.