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“I’m pretty excited too. I think they’re the sexiest drink we sell.”
“But you are super cute, come back when you’re feeling like dating someone again and we can talk then.”
Oh my god, Melissa Brewer, you cannot be attracted to a Pumpkin Spice Latte. That doesn’t make sense,
Agreed
As the hot, milky stuff ran down her throat, she let out a small moan.
As she moved in for another sip, her left hand drifted down to her breast, pinching her nipple through the layers of her cardigan and two oversized tees.
The Pumpkin Spice Latte was almost moving of its own volition now, with Melissa just acting as a vessel for the sexual pleasure it was bringing her.
The PSL moved to her right breast, massaging her with the hot cup.
The PSL remained on the outside of her yoga pants, warming her pussy through the cardboard cup, sending the scent of fall through the entire room. Melissa stroked herself
As she took the final sip, she felt the waves of pleasure overtake her, and had one of the best orgasms she’d ever experienced.
Melissa looked around, suddenly worried that someone was watching her. And it turned out that someone was
and both the goth girl and the guy with the Afro emptied their entire Pumpkin Spice Lattes onto Melissa’s writhing body. As
