“Fuck,” Huckhissed. “Shit. You okay?”
“Huh?” Iscrunched up my face as I tried to scrape the taste off my tongue with myfingernails.
“Baby, whathappened?” He sat up. “Are you hurt?”
“Oh, no, sorry.”I gagged, then shook my head. “I didn’t realize the roll-ups were sour.”
“Jesus.” Huckburst out laughing.
“Why are youlaughing?”
“Aren’t theyyoursnacks?”
“Well, no,actually, they’re not.” I paused in my cat-like cleaning. “I think my brothersleft them here after a party. Someone brought them for the kids, and they weregoing to take them home. Theylovefruit roll-ups.” I took my sheet andwiped my tongue, pulling it away to see it was stained blue. “Oh my god, whatthe hell is this shit? Napalm?”
“Blue raspberry,I think.” Huck smirked. “Have youneverhad a fruit roll-up before?”
“Not that I canremember.” I glanced at the blue stain on my sheet. “I can’t believe it’s legalto give this crap to children.” The sour taste was still on my tongue, so Iwent back to trying to wipe it off, this time with my hands again. “I’m surethey have to be illegal in some countries.”
“You’re gonnaneed to brush your teeth to get rid of that taste,” he pointed out and Iglanced at him. “Licking yourself to death isn’t really gonna give you theresult you’re looking for.” He grinned. “It’s only gonna make me harder andwith this fuckin’ piece of candy wrapped around my dick, that’s kindauncomfortable.”
I huffed,sliding off the bed and rushing into my bathroom. “I’m not done with this!”
“You want me totry and find a different flavor?” he called out.
“Yes, please.”
I washed up andstepped into my bedroom to find Huck dumping the contents of the fruit roll-upbox onto the bed. He was still naked, but the blue raspberry wrap was no longeraround his dick.
“Taste testtime,” he informed me, ripping open the strawberry packet.
There were fourother flavors to choose from and unfortunately, they were all sour, and none ofthem were pleasing to my tastebuds.
I was near tearsby the time we’d opened the last package and Huck gave me a sympathetic smile.“Daisy, it’s okay.”
“It’s not okay.”I threw my hands up before flopping onto the mattress. “I wanted to trysomething cute and spontaneous and it’s all ruined.”
“It’s notruined.” He appeared above me with a lopsided grin. “And you know why it’s notruined?”
“Why?”
“Because Ihappen to love fruit roll-ups, but more than that, I love your pussy, so we’regonna reverse this little game for the moment.”
I shivered. “Oh,I can totally get behind that.”
He kissed me.“This week, we’ll make a little date to head to the grocery store and find somethings that’ll work for you to try at a later date. Sound good?”
“Love bubble,” Ipanted out.
“We’ll sendsomeone with a list, then.”
“Yes,” Ibreathed out as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth.
Kissing his waydown my body, the fruit roll-up made its way between my legs and Huck sucked mypussy through the treat.
With the lovebubble back in play, I relaxed and let him enjoy himself because, let’s behonest, I enjoyed myself more in the end.
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