I woke up at around 2:30 am, horny as all fuck. I did not feel like fapping, because my wife came home for a quick dinner, since she was working the late/graveyard shift, and there was a lull in activity, the woman's contractions had started, and it was turning out slow. She drained my balls for me, which was nice, ate dinner, and had to run back to work. So I am standing in my kitchen, because my horny mood evolved into an even weirder mood. I wanted to make some candy. Divinity was out, as it is still too humid here, and I did not want to wake up Mimi and my youngest daughter as the delicious smell would ensure that it would be devoured before I could even get the canister ready for storage. Ever had a specific candy craving? Well I was craving english toffee.
I knew the recipe, and even had some chocolate to melt to go over it. I did the work, and let it cool, broke it up then put it up after having some for my self. I wake up to three ladies tearing the kitchen apart. They wanted the chocolate. Apparently everything I did to try to hide the sweet smell failed. Lucky for them, this old dog had a secret stash spot. In the no mans land in the very back of the freezer is a cleaned out empty tub of ice cream. No one but me likes coffee ice cream, so it was left alone. I use it as a stash spot for chocolate or other things I do not feel the need to share. I *may* give them a piece later, but right now its my stash! It turned out better than expected.
Also for Shiela! It came out last night.
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