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Food fetish? Enjoy this series of fantasy sex stories. Feeling him lick the red pepper ice cream off of her back was a sweet sensation. ‘Delicious,’ he said. Licking the ice cream scoop off of her was his favorite thing to do. The small of her back felt frozen until his tongue lapped at it. Each lash of his tongue was like liquid fire, and she arched in response to his strokes. She could not see herself, but she knew she was miles away from the image of herself perfectly put together like a relic of the fifties when she was on her way to the apartment.
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Standing up, she felt her hair swing back against her shoulder blades. Timothy pressed himself against her back, and she swooned at the weight of his belt against her ass. She backed up against him, and he slapped her bottom. He never used a belt on her and she was not sure that she would have wanted him to, but he knew how to use his hand to spank her and make her do whatever he wanted her to do. He had almost spanked her clit, and she was glad he had not because she would have exploded.
She knew people probably thought he was rough, just because of how he looked in contrast to her. Her in cream and rose, well nothing now and him in black leather. People probably thought he was into whips and chains, and not that he would lick between her legs like he should have licked the red pepper ice cream. Slowly, over and over so that he did not miss a spot.
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Veronica closed her eyes and buried her face in her folded arms on the counter. Timothy did not spank her, but he parted her cheeks like she was the red sea. He licked her pussy and told her how savory and sweet it was before he kissed her asshole which she assumed looked like a tight rosebud. She felt every part of her pulse as he first kissed, then entered her hole with his tongue. He knew he could make her come from kissing her ass, and when he put his tongue inside her…he knew she could come at any minute.
Her thighs quivered under the pressure of pleasure. Timothy caressed them as if that would make them stop, but it made it all the harder for her to stop. He pushed his tongue in so deep, that she saw a flash of light before she came so hard. She pounded the counter with her fists and elbows and punched the already deflated bag she had bought the ice cream in. ‘What are you bringing me tomorrow?’ Timothy mused absently, as she tried to catch her breath. “I,” she panted, blinking furiously, “Do you want to try guava?” What are some of your other fetishes? Want more fetishes?
