Lily's tongue caresses the mound of ice cream atop her cone. Her hand holds the cone tenderly, the way it might hold the shaft of my cock. I imagine Lily's soft, moist tongue stroking the head of my cock the way it strokes the ice cream. That image makes me shudder. Locking her gaze to mine, Lily smiles. Her lips part, then close on the soft, sweet treat. I visualize those lips on my cock,
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