Blondes Flittchen fickt mit dem Eisverkäufer

In the scorching summer heat, the village ice cream parlor was doing a brisk business. All day long, the luscious Bibi was serving up cool treats to the thirsty locals, but she secretly craved a different kind of refreshment. Her eye was drawn to the handsome stand owner, who always handled his pens in a way that made her wonder what his hands could do given free reign.

One particularly slow afternoon, the two were alone in the shop. Bibi sashayed up to the counter in a tight, low-cut sundress that left little to the imagination. She leaned forward, giving the young man an ample view of her cleavage.

“Limited double scoop,” she purred, “I’ve got an insatiable craving that needs satisfying.” Her voice was silk, her meaning crystal clear. The ice cream peddler gulped, but rose to the bait.

“Careful, these treats are extra creamy,” he hinted, scooping extra generous portions of Vanilla into a cone. “I’ll make sure you don’t get brain freeze.”

Bibi shot him a sultry smile, running her pink tongue along the rim of the cone. She could think of much naughtier things he could do with that scoop than put it in ice cream. “I’m happy for you put it exactly where I need it,” she said, popping a large dollop into her pretty mouth and sucking it clean.

The steamy interaction was broken by a new customer entering the shop. Bibi pouted, but promised the peddler she would be back to fulfill his dessert fantasies. That evening, she returned to the shop, this time dressed in skimpy lingerie and nothing else. The eager young man was more than ready for what the busty blonde had to offer.

He got to work, pumping and thickening the soft treat with his skilled hands, until it was ready in the tray. “Mmm I need a sample,” Bibi gasped, eyeing the large scoop of cream. She licked her lips, taking it between her plump breasts and letting the chilly gel slide down her cleavage.

The man groaned at the erotic sight, his own treat stirring in his pants. He leaned in to help her lick up every last drop, but Bibi played coy, wriggling away. Not to be deterred, he worshipped her body with kisses, ducking down to free her tits from their lacy container. He lingered to suck and Rolled his tongue over her pert nipples until she writhed.

Bibi shoved him back onto the marble counter, straddling his lap. She ground her pussy against his bulging erection, leaving a damp spot on his pants. “Cream filling?” she offered with a naughty grin. Using a well-practiced maneuver she extracted his cock and tucked it between her breasts, trapping him in a warm tit tunnel. She pushed her melons together and slid them up and down his shaft, coating him in slick tit tallow.

Cum started accumulating at the head of his dick but Bibi refused to let him climax just yet. It still needed to apply to her sweet hole. She turned around and wiggled her ass invitingly. The tip poised at the entrance to her pussy, the iceman hesitated, still reeling from the tit-job of a lifetime.

“Don’t freeze out on me now!” Bibi chided playfully. She reached behind and took hold of his rod, lining it up with her slit. Buddy rammed his hips forward, burying himself balls-deep in her pussy. Bibi moaned in bliss as he stretched her, thrusting hard and fast. His cock pounded her folds, plundering her warmth.

She clutched the edge, moaning each time he filled her completely. The wet, slapping sounds echoed in the small shop, mingling with their gasps and squeals. Bibi tensed, trembling under him as she edged closer and closer to the peak. Her pussy clenched around his member, urging him deeper.

The man thrust home one last time and sent Bibi over the edge. She screamed his name as her pussy clenched around him, drenching his cock with her juices. wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her as he filled her with his hot cum. He collapsed on her back, emptying the last dregs into her waiting depths. “You like thicker flavors?” she teased breathlessly.

The satisfied couple lay tangled together for several long moments, basking in the afterglow. At last, Bibi slipped off and gently dressed. “Same time tomorrow?” she proposed, a twinkle in her blue eye. The man nodded eagerly, already excited at the prospect of giving her an even creamier filling next time.