It's afternoon. It starts to feel warm.

I would like an ice cream but the freezer is still empty.

I am hungry. I crave something sweet to chew on.

I open the kitchen sideboard and I find the rusks. I take the rusks and spread Nutella on them, that delicious brown cream with a chocolate and hazelnut flavor, and I start eating.

I love hearing the crunch of rusks crumbling under my teeth. My teeth turn brown. My tongue is full of brown. I have chocolate everywhere. My mouth is full and I'm happy and excited. Indeed, the nipples of my shapely breasts are hard... Show more