Soon I had licked every drop of chocolate from her body, from her boobs, her cleavage, her navel, her lower belly. She was licked clean by my tongue, her skin shiny with my spit instead of chocolate, nipples swollen and red, her chest rising and falling fast.
I stood up and looked at the work I had done on her body, admiring how her thick frame looked shiny and slick from my mouth.
"Let's go back, Tiff," I said, taking my melting ice cream cone from her hand.
"Alex… you can't go back like this," she said, eyes dropping low.
"Why?" I asked, already knowing exactly what she meant.
"What would Lily and Autumn say if you went back with that huge bulge?" she said, staring right at the thick outline in my shorts. My cock was straining hard, pressing obscenely against the fabric, impossible to hide.
