Ice Cream Orgasms (sploshing)
Eating pussy, a hard painal and lots and lots of strawberry ice cream
He lifted her perfect, small, round, naked rump into the large salad bowl, full of a gallon of well-melted strawberry ice cream.
Her breath left her in a little girly squeal, and the man who had put her there hardened at the sound. He pushed on her shoulders to make sure the young, sweet girl was fully driven into the mess. He admired the way the reddish ice cream had bubbled up between her shaved, tight, bald slit of a pussy and circled her slender young body as if an alien monster was wrapping its tentacles around her.
She was only twenty-one years old and a perfectly beautiful blonde. She will never have felt anything like this before.
“Now wriggle your little ass,” he ordered her.
She did as she was told and made waves in the bowl. The mess didn’t matter.
“Open your twat.”
