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*this pic is a few years old, but I gave it a background and wrote a story for it today

"No- seriously- I can handle carrying this. It's big, but it's light; unlike some other things I could mention." Winter twisted away from his grabby hands and raised her ice cream cone to block. "Please don't make me spill this. It's too good to waste." Satisfied that she'd fended off his advances towards her stuffed animal, she licked where the scoops were threatening to melt. "I appreciate the gesture, though. And the ice cream. Mmm!"

Winter's smile was easily worth the spool of tickets it took to win the Racktoon plush for her. He'd do anything to make her happy. "I just feel bad they didn't have an Electricat for you. Now you don't match."

"We can just add that to my long list of fashion faux pas." Winter wiggled a socked and Croc'd foot and hip-bumped him with her fanny pack. "Hey- maybe we can get me a Racktoon shirt. These fairs are good for finding all sorts of bootleg merch- and in weird sizes too. I'm running low on tops that fit." Winter tried hiding her red face in her cone.

He pretended not to notice her embarrassment by browsing the sensory overload of multi-colored crap spilling out of the nearby booths. "I'll keep an eye out."

"Thanks. Seriously." Winter leaned into him.

Her arm was a little greasy from sunscreen lotion, but she smelled like warm cocoa butter and she was so soft. He placed his hand on her right hip and hauled her in closer. Simply being near her was elation. Getting to touch her was incredible. How'd he ever get so lucky? He glanced down at her and she was fixated on the task of tonguing the two scoops into a neat, dripless cylinder. Then she engulfed the tip with her parted lips and kissed deep enough to make her cheeks go concave. The ice cream popped out of her mouth diminished and she repeated the process until she wore it down to the waffle cone she was holding. It was his turn to blush.

Winter noticed he was eying her hungrily as she was crunching on the last remnants of her treat. "Sorry- I should have offered to share, huh? I just get so hungry sometimes with...you know... It's like eating for three." She abruptly turned left into him and steered him towards another ice cream stand across the way with her heavy, bouncing tits pressed against his body. "Speaking of three, how 'bout you buy me a triple this time?"

He opened his wallet and mock-sighed. "Well, as long as it's for a good cause."

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*this pic is a few years old, but I gave it a background and wrote a story for it today

"No- seriously- I can handle carrying this. It's big, but it's light; unlike some other things I could mention." Winter twisted away from his grabby hands and raised her ice cream cone to block. "Please don't make me spill this. It's too good to waste." Satisfied that she'd fended off his advances towards her stuffed animal, she licked where the scoops were threatening to melt. "I appreciate the gesture, though. And the ice cream. Mmm!"

Winter's smile was easily worth the spool of tickets it took to win the Racktoon plush for her. He'd do anything to make her happy. "I just feel bad they didn't have an Electricat for you. Now you don't match."

"We can just add that to my long list of fashion faux pas." Winter wiggled a socked and Croc'd foot and hip-bumped him with her fanny pack. "Hey- maybe we can get me a Racktoon shirt. These fairs are good for finding all sorts of bootleg merch- and in weird sizes too. I'm running low on tops that fit." Winter tried hiding her red face in her cone.

He pretended not to notice her embarrassment by browsing the sensory overload of multi-colored crap spilling out of the nearby booths. "I'll keep an eye out."

"Thanks. Seriously." Winter leaned into him.

Her arm was a little greasy from sunscreen lotion, but she smelled like warm cocoa butter and she was so soft. He placed his hand on her right hip and hauled her in closer. Simply being near her was elation. Getting to touch her was incredible. How'd he ever get so lucky? He glanced down at her and she was fixated on the task of tonguing the two scoops into a neat, dripless cylinder. Then she engulfed the tip with her parted lips and kissed deep enough to make her cheeks go concave. The ice cream popped out of her mouth diminished and she repeated the process until she wore it down to the waffle cone she was holding. It was his turn to blush.

Winter noticed he was eying her hungrily as she was crunching on the last remnants of her treat. "Sorry- I should have offered to share, huh? I just get so hungry sometimes with...you know... It's like eating for three." She abruptly turned left into him and steered him towards another ice cream stand across the way with her heavy, bouncing tits pressed against his body. "Speaking of three, how 'bout you buy me a triple this time?"

He opened his wallet and mock-sighed. "Well, as long as it's for a good cause."