Adult Blogs: BUS STOP WHORES Hang on a sec," she said, flipping over another pancake. "Okay, what is it?" she asked, turning around. Seeing the gleam in my eye, the bottle in my hand, and my cock pointing straight at her, she began giggling, saying, "Oh, no you don't! I've got one more pancake to make, and I still have to fry the bacon!"
"That can wait," I said, putting an arm around her waist and pulling her close. "This can't." I pressed my cock into her belly, letting her feel for herself the urgency in my need for her.
"And just what do you think you're going to do with that bottle of syrup?" she asked, biting her lip in anticipation.
"This," I replied as I tipped it over her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard, so I dribbled some of the syrup over each one, sitting the bottle on the counter behind her.