'Pop-tart foil'

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( Lonely Hearts Club )

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Smut

[ Y/n ]

I laid in bed, bored out of my mind. Miles had gone to the library an hour ago and hadn't come back yet. I just wanted him to be back already.

I wanted him to let me suck him off and call me his little slut. I wanted, no, needed Miles touch. I decided to eat, that's always a great way to pass the time.

I got out of bed and didn't bother with a bra or pants. My underwear and Miles's sweater was all I needed.

I walked into our kitchen and opened all the cabinets. I grabbed a pop tart and opened the packaging.

I stuck it in my mouth and hummed, pop tarts are too good. The foil flew off the counter and I bent down to pick it up.

"Out! Out! Out!" I stood up and turned around. "Miles you're-" "You just flashed four dudes. Come here." He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into our room.

He laid me on his bed and pulled out the collar he bought for me. He clipped the leash onto it and tied it to his bedpost.

He used his tie to tie my hands to the bedpost too. Miles sighed and pecked my lips before walking out.

He has a cute ass.

After what felt like hours, I heard the front door slam. Miles came back into the room and smiled. "So pretty." He cooed, walking over to me.

Miles started to feel me up, starting between my legs and going up. I closed my eyes and sighed, loving the attention.


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