“Happy Birthday, Soda.” آپ smile as آپ walk in the room.
His jaw drops at the sight of you, in your black lacy bra and panties just for this occasion.
“Wow.” He whispers.
آپ walk over to where he was sitting on the chair and straddle him. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” آپ whisper seductively in his ear. آپ start kissing him, tongues battling, then آپ pull away.
“Lets go into the kitchen.” آپ say.
On the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ میز, جدول was a cake. آپ turned around to see Soda, شرٹ, قمیض and pants already off. آپ smile seductively, and take a handful of the cake, and rub it on your stomach. آپ take مزید handfuls of cake, rubbing it all over you, in your underwear too.
آپ hoist yourself up onto the table.
“Want some cake, Soda?”
He immediately gets up on the table, and starts licking off the cake. Down your stomach, in your bra, and down your panties.
“Taste good?” آپ ask.
“Mmhm.” He جوابات as he slides your panties down the rest of the way.
His jaw drops at the sight of you, in your black lacy bra and panties just for this occasion.
“Wow.” He whispers.
آپ walk over to where he was sitting on the chair and straddle him. “I’ve got a surprise for you,” آپ whisper seductively in his ear. آپ start kissing him, tongues battling, then آپ pull away.
“Lets go into the kitchen.” آپ say.
On the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ میز, جدول was a cake. آپ turned around to see Soda, شرٹ, قمیض and pants already off. آپ smile seductively, and take a handful of the cake, and rub it on your stomach. آپ take مزید handfuls of cake, rubbing it all over you, in your underwear too.
آپ hoist yourself up onto the table.
“Want some cake, Soda?”
He immediately gets up on the table, and starts licking off the cake. Down your stomach, in your bra, and down your panties.
“Taste good?” آپ ask.
“Mmhm.” He جوابات as he slides your panties down the rest of the way.
“Soda, ok, آپ can come in now.” Ponyboy grinned. I was standing اگلے to him, and he was اگلے to Mickey Mouse.
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid شرٹ, قمیض and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” آپ ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid شرٹ, قمیض and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” آپ ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy is this flour یا sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in بستر for Mother’s دن with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her سے طرف کی the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
“Daddy is this flour یا sugar!”
“Daddy these are burnt!”
Faith was in her high chair, making a giant mess with the Cheerios, Logan was just eating the waffles, and Grace was attempting to mix the waffle batter.
This was not working.
I was trying to make (Y/N) breakfast in بستر for Mother’s دن with the kids, but we were failing miserably.
(Y/N) walks into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ in her pajamas. As soon as she saw the mess we made, her eyes got wide.
I walk over to her. Grab her سے طرف کی the waist and give her a quick kiss. “Ok go put clothes on, we’re going out for breakfast.” She smiles. “Happy Mother’s Day, babe.”
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” آپ say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? یا what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating پاپ کارن, پوپکارن and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating پاپ کارن, پوپکارن with the girl I love.”
And he kisses آپ on the lips.
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The cars zoomed by.
“This makes me so nervous.” آپ say.
“Why?” Soda asks, smiling.
“What if the cars blow up, and we die? یا what if they crash? Or-“
“Hey it’s going to be fine,” He interrupts you. “Have some popcorn.”
“But what if I’m eating پاپ کارن, پوپکارن and the cars blow up and we die?”
“Then I’ll blow up and die eating پاپ کارن, پوپکارن with the girl I love.”
And he kisses آپ on the lips.
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Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 سال old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother کہا to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the سوفی, لٹانا to give her a hug.
“I love آپ Daddy.”
“Love آپ too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in love with.”
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 سال old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother کہا to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the سوفی, لٹانا to give her a hug.
“I love آپ Daddy.”
“Love آپ too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in love with.”
The yells from the lot were louder than ever.
آپ knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
آپ hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
آپ went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but آپ didn’t want any of them hurt; یا dead.
آپ saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
آپ start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a مککا, عجیب الخلقت to the face.
آپ fall into the mud, shocked سے طرف کی the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
آپ feel a hand on your shoulder as آپ get up. آپ grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” آپ thought. “This is fun.”
آپ understood why they liked these so much.
آپ knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
آپ hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
آپ went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but آپ didn’t want any of them hurt; یا dead.
آپ saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
آپ start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a مککا, عجیب الخلقت to the face.
آپ fall into the mud, shocked سے طرف کی the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
آپ feel a hand on your shoulder as آپ get up. آپ grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” آپ thought. “This is fun.”
آپ understood why they liked these so much.
