A trickle of melted ice cream ran down into the deep valley between her boobs. Mary's teeth closed on her lower lip. The scoops of ice cream on her boobs felt funny. The cold hurt at first, but then she felt the stuff start to soften and mold itself to the contours of her flesh. The cold made her nipples still stiffer, and the ice cream flowed down around them like something alive.
Burns was sitting up. His jacket was off and he was untying his necktie. "I like sundaes too," he was saying. "And I like little girls. They go so well together, don't you think?"
Mary inhaled deeply. She could feel the juices from her aroused cunt leaking into her panties. "Anything you say, Daddy," she said, voice thick with lust.
Burns took off his shirt. "But we don't want to get that nice dress messy, do we?" he asked, leaning forward. His hands went around Mary's shoulders, unfastened the buttons in back. Then she lifted her ass obediently off the couch so he could slip the dress off over her long slender legs.
His eyes devoured her. The two mounds of ice cream topped her boobs like snowcaps on mountain peaks, melting slowly with the heat of her body. Her firm belly rose and fell slowly. Her panties were yellow to match her dress, and they were taut over the swelling mound of her cunt. The sheer material showed the crinkle of the fine pussy hairs beneath.
Mary's thighs were trim and juicy, tapering to dimpled knees and swelling out into slim calves, covered now by the high topped stockings. Her buckled shoes had been kicked off. The sight of the pigtailed young blonde, clad only in panties, knee socks, and vanilla ice cream, was unbelievably erotic.
Burns ran his fingers across Mary's stomach and laid his palm on her pussy bulge. The warmth and pressure excited the girl. She rolled her hips, grinding her cunt into his hand.
Burns moaned. He tore at her panties, dragging them off her ass and down her magnificent legs. The scent from her dripping cunt hit him. The smell of greedy, wet pussy!
The panties were flung clear across the room. Burns slid a hand under Mary's thighs and lifted them. Mary got the idea and raised her legs in the air, spread wide.
The wet mouth of her cunt gaped open, turned up toward the ceiling. A third scoop of vanilla went smack between the pink lips.
Mary screeched at the sudden freezing chill in her steaming twat. Then she screamed again as she came!
The unique sensation, the kinkiness of it all, got the teenager off in a blinding orgasm. Her butt wiggled around and her legs waved in the air.
Melting ice cream ran into her cunt. It felt like chilled jism.
In his pants, Burns' hard cock begged to be set free. Fumblingly, he undid his belt and fly and released it. Seven inches of good hard prick swung out of his trousers, poised and quivering like a pointer on a scent.
The pointer of Burns' prick was on a scent. The scent of aroused snatch.
Not bothering to pull off his trousers, Burns picked up the can of chocolate sauce. He poured it liberally over the ice cream on Mary's jugs and cunt. "There," he said, setting the can down. "How does that feel?"
"F-funny, Daddy," Mary said. She put a finger to her tit, brought it to her lips and licked the syrup from it. Burns' cock throbbed.
"Here," he said, picking up the can of whipped cream. With two deft motions he made swirls of the goo atop each sundae-clad breast, then a third spiraling cone of whipped cream over her upturned cunt.
"Now," he said with satisfaction, "I get to eat my sundae!"
He lunged forward and began to attack the brown and white blob on Mary's left jug. He took great gulping mouthfuls of ice cream, chocolate sauce, and whipped cream, laying his tongue over the mess at every bite. In seconds he had uncovered her tit. His greedy teeth scraped the sensitive skin of her boob.
Burns' tongue sought out, swirling around and around. Mary felt it scour away the ice cream. Her cunt was awash with desire and her vision swam in a red haze of lust. This was incredible! What a turn-on!
When the first tit-sundae was reduced to streaks of brown chocolate and white cream smeared over Mary's boob, Burns shifted his attention to the other one. This too was consumed in great gulps, all that remained was a fat dollop right over Mary's unbelievably hard, unbelievably sensitized nipple. Mary caught her breath as Burns raised his head to look at the treat, then opened his mouth.
The mouth came down over the jug and sucked like a vacuum cleaner. The entire summit of Mary's boob disappeared into his face. His tongue drilled into the gooey sundae right to the nipple below. Then, still sucking, Burns pulled his head up so that spongy, sweet titflesh slid agonizingly out between his teeth. Slowly, the greedy mouth closed, till the teeth clamped gently on the throbbing finger of Mary's nipple.
Mary's back arched. She came again as pleasure stabbed like a dozen knives into her boob. The melting mess on her twat mingled with the pungent juices of her lusting cunt.
"Good, dear? You like, that?" Burns' asked, lifting his head. Chocolate sauce was smeared all over his chin.
All the girl could do was nod and moan for more. She wagged her legs urgently.
"Please… please!" she sobbed. "Lick off my pussy. Lick my little pussy clean!"
"How do your titties feel?"
"Good! Ooh, sooooo good. But my pussy needs you! It's cold! Make it warm – make my cunt all warm with your lips and tongue!"
The rigid cock was shaking with the need to be plunged into the adolescent's brimming snatch. But it would have to wait. Its way was blocked by the last remaining mound of sundae.
But not for long!
Burns had been kneeling on the floor to devour the girl's jugs. Now he got up on the couch below her upturned ass. His cock stabbed deep into the cushions as he maneuvered his head between her thighs.
Mary's entire body was taut as a bowstring. She tingled with delighted anticipation. Mr. Burns was about to start eating the treat he had created on her pussy. And when that was finished a different sort of treat awaited his questing tongue! What would it be like, having her cunt eaten by this man with a yen for little girls?
Licking his lips, Burns tucked into the final sundae. Weird sensations trickled into Mary's cunt as he began to gobble the ice cream. Her clit was swollen with excitement, and the blob of frozen cream lay right atop it. The ice cream moved as he ate into it, stimulating her clit.
"Oh, hurry!" Mary cried. "Hurry and get into my pussy! Eat my pussy all up!"
Whipped cream and dark chocolate syrup flew as Burns dove in headfirst. The mess made a squelching sound and Mary yipped as ice cream was forced into the channel of her twat. The mans tongue lapped like a dog's at the sticky morass, delving or the sweet meat of her pussy.
The tip of Burns' tongue touched Mary's clit. Mary screamed, arching her back to crush her cunt into Burns' gobbling face and she grabbed his head to hold the teasing, all-consuming mouth in place.
"It's good!" she shrieked. "So good. I never thought – I-I-I'm coming!"
A flood of oils gushed from her cunt. Burns drank the flavorful cunt wine eagerly. Its taste blended with the ice cream and chocolate syrup into new and delightful combinations.
The mixture acted as an aphrodisiac. Burns' nose poked thrillingly into Mary's clit as he thrust his tongue deeper and deeper into her spasming snatch. Mary's tender thighs held his head in a vise-like grip. His hearing was cut off by the walls of nubile flesh and his eyes were filled with the sight of Mary's golden cunt thatch, sticky and matted with brown and white slush. Nothing mattered but tongue-fucking the hell out of this beautiful girl!
Fantastic sensations boiled up from Mary's cunt. The tongue was like a living flame in the oily tunnel of her pussy, and the man's chin struck sparks of ecstasy when it touched the pearly marble of her clit. She just couldn't quit coming!