I had no idea why she kept it slow, but I didn’t care. Aunty sex Then Tiffany put it down on the table and just started eating again. “Well, aren’t you just a natural born cocksucker, Lexie? I want to spend the rest of my days with you,” I sobbed somewhat. “On this day last year, I met you. “So, Tiffany, will you marry me?”
She stayed silent for a moment, but I saw her teary eyes and a small smile, so I took that as a good sign. “If you say so, but remember, you love Tiffany Watson with blonde and brown hair.”
“I stand corrected.”
“Yep, and you’re sure you don’t mind me just cooking steaks either? ‘Huh, a nice smile, and a little praise, but she didn’t even put it on herself,’ I thought as I looked at both of them for a moment.




















