She stood there, mouth open, caught between the morning sun
and the UV bulb of the fridge. “Who eats
ice cream this early in the morning?” I asked, my eyes tracing her gorgeous
pale skin, from her small breast to her dark panties. When she wasn’t in bed I had assumed the
mystery girl from last night had simply snuck out escaping her drunken mistake. Now we stood a foot away from one another in
the kitchen. “Before we go back to bed I have to know something” she said
smiling. “Tell me you have more than
just vanilla.”
Photo Title: OH...I Like some ice cream
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Britalicus
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