I still had a vivid memory of Mrs. Nichols making me cum into that bowl of glaze which was now poured on top of the cinnamon rolls we had on the round dining table—and out of all the people who get to eat it first—I didn't think Chloe would be the one to reach for it. Additionally, the same could be said for my partner in crime because her eyes went wide the moment she realized the "mistake" she had done.
Then Chloe took a big 'ol whiff of it first—because cinnamon rolls definitely smelled heavenly—before taking a huge bite of it, taking in most of the glaze in her mouth while a smidge smudged on her lips.
'Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck—'
"Mmh! THIS IS SO GOOD!"
Mrs. Sandy and I dumbfoundedly said at the same time, "Y-Yeah?/ It is?"