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“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! As much as I can! I need to fuck things, I’m the gingerbread man!”
“Suck, suck, suck! As hard as you can! You’re gonna blow me, I’m the gingerbread man!”
“Strip, strip, strip! Take off those pants! You’re gonna be impaled on my gingerbread lance!”
“No, no, no! Your pussy is wet! But you’re not quite ready for my gingerbread yet!”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck! As hard as I can! I’m gonna pound you, I’m the gingerbread man!”
His cock moved in her with the relentless force of a jackhammer. Despite his cheery smile and cookie buttons, despite his iconic status, this gingerbread man was no mere cookie brought to life. She had created a monster, a being of pure, unbridled lust.
“Come, come, come! Fast as you can! I’m fuckin’ you hard, I’m the gingerbread man!” he cried in his high, jovial tone.
“Here we go! I’m gonna pop! And you’re gonna swallow every gingerbread drop!”
The gingerbread man’s cum tasted like cinnamon roll frosting, the richest, creamiest frosting she’d ever tasted.
GINGERBREAD MAN FROSTING Suck, suck suck for ten minutes on high heat. Fuck, fuck, fuck until thoroughly beat. Stroke, stroke, stroke until I come. Recipe makes one cup of delicious frosting.
