Savor the Bussy, Ignore the Flavor

Bored and hungry, Piscesflyboi85 decides to bake some 'cakes', but his mind is elsewhere. He kneads and strokes his dough, his imagination running wild. The scent of sweet batter fills the air as he pictures the wet, inviting bussy he longs to devour. His cakes rise, just like his desire, but he can't wait any longer. He drops the spatula, giving in to his craving, indulging in a messy, creamy feast that leaves him satisfied and breathless.

• cakes
• bussy

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