I stared at how her delicious boobs looked even more delicious, chocolate dripping over her smooth, creamy skin, the contrast making my mouth water. The sight of it running between her tits and pooling slightly in her cleavage made me want to eat a little more than just chocolate. My eyes followed the trail, my dick twitching in my shorts as I imagined licking it off her, sucking those fat nipples clean while she moaned my name.
Tiffany caught me staring and bit her lip, a small, shy smile tugging at her mouth. She didn't move to clean it up, almost like she wanted me to see, wanted me to do something about it. The ice cream kept melting, another drop sliding down, tracing a slow path over the swell of her breast.
