Nov 20, 2017
Cameron kissed me like there's no tomorrow. He was an amazing kisser. He didn't rush it. He savored it. He teased me and played it rough. He would bite or simply kiss or use his tongue. He would increase the pace or slow it down a bit. You never know what comes next but the one thing you could count on was it would leave you breathless.
It was three days before Thanksgiving. Cameron was at my place. We were having the lunch he brought when he came back from home. "Is this from heaven?" I asked him taking more of the pie. "It's my mom's special," he smiled. Cameron's mom had sent me her special shepherd pie to thank me for helping Betty. "Your mom should start making it commercially. Trust me, she'll make billion dollars," I told him. "That would be my back up plan," he laug
