A Bootyful B-Day Surprise

They barely made it inside before she shoved the bag at him, smirking. Francis dug around, the puzzled look deepening as he fished out a bottle of slick. Before he could crack a joke, she cut in. \"Yeah, that," she murmured, biting back a grin like she caught him peeking and liked it. \"Because there’s only so much you can juggle before someone needs more, same sticky fire words-like bouncing oil sensitivity to rim shattering.“ Thus 'final clue Junior scent trial—clear!\', extracted onwards. Still lined smirks waiting,}