Cream Vim Novels & Stories

V paid for it and added a gallon of it to be taken home. They were now in the car and V noticed that Ligaya haven't eaten her ice cream yet. "You don't like the flavor?" V asked. "Is this safe?" She replied. "Tss, of course it is. Just eat it." She ate her ice cream cautiously, as if it would take her life away from her if she didn't. V smiled at her behavior but hid it immediately. He knew she was enjoying the ice cream so he did not say anything anymore as he turned on the stereo. She looked at it instantly, wondering how it came to produce a sound.

He disappears into the main house, returning minutes later with two bowls of ice cream. I blink at him. “You’re giving me ice cream after all that?” “Not just any ice cream.” He hands me a bowl, grinning. “Cinnamon. It’s one of the few things vampires can still taste in all its glory. Figured you’d appreciate it.” Skeptical, I take a bite. The moment the cold, spiced sweetness melts on my tongue, I go still. It’s warm and sharp, the cinnamon burning even as the ice cream cools it down.

“The key to this drink is the hefeweizen beer. Grab me a bottle, and we’ll get to work,” he instructed. When he turned his attention to the jackass demanding the obscure drink, Chris dialed up the charm. “Not everyone has a palate as high-class as you, sir. I’d take The Barbecue over a regular whiskey drink any day!” “You got that right,” the man replied, puffing out his chest like a peacock. Chris mixed a dab of Jack Daniel’s with Maker’s Mark, adding an extra jigger to hopefully put the man on his head. Making swift work with his

There's a note on it. "Get creative. There's whipping cream and chocolate you can melt. Thank me later" ****************************************************

“She’s amazingly indecisive about things like that.” Lucas held out one of the violet creams and Flynn accepted it with a curious gaze. Lucas was sure he would immediately recognise it from their planning sessions. They had definitely gone through a lot of chocolates together. “Violet cream? I’ve been thinking about adding this to some of the chocolate boxes we sell for the Christmas season,” Flynn said. “They are surprisingly pleasant to eat. I was expecting something bitter when I first tried them.” “My violet creams will be better than anything mass produced,” Lucas said pompously.

The song melodies and the smoke , made the flavour of the wine stronger and tastier . Antonio was enjoying the sweet taste of the wine . “ Antonio , aren’t you drinking too much ? “ asked Derrick . “ No ! I am a good drinker . I am just thinking that this is a great wine . I have never tasted such a wine before . “ said Antonio . “ Of course you would like it . It’s a prime quality wine that costs more than two hundred thousand per bottle . “ said Damian drinking his glass .

she then said. “Sounds exciting. I would love to try it,” Ava smiled. A couple of minutes later, the bartender put down a martini glass with a bright yellow liquid in it, topped by a slice of passion fruit. Ava took a sip and was pleasantly surprised at the hint of sourness, the tropical flavour and the bubbles that danced on her tongue. “This is superb. What is it?” Ava asked. “Thank you. It doesn’t have a name yet. It’s passion fruit, vodka and champagne,” the bartender told her.

But oh, Well having a company is better than being alone, no? They soon retired to bed after having their dinner which was Rice and Tomato Sauce and as expected it was very delicious. Adriana always feel happy whenever her cousin was around as she knew that her stomach will always be stuffed with delicious deserts. Adriana went into her room and after shutting her door. She walked towards her locker and used her fingerprint to unlock it and it soon opened. There she brought out her Apple MacBook pro latest version of the Apple laptop from it.

The cream inside me melted more with each thrust, running out in creamy trails down my ass crack. "Oh god, yes," I gasped. "Harder. Pound my pussy. Fuck the cream deeper inside me. Make me cum on your creamed cock." Dave moved to my head, his long curved cock bobbing near my face. He sprayed a line of whipped cream along his shaft, the cold foam dripping down. "Open that mouth. Suck this creamed dick while he fucks you."

“Mmm, not bad, Ava. Not bad at all.” “Not bad?” I teased. “That’s all you have to say?” Chris swallowed, then licked the powdered sugar off of his fingers with a flourish. “Mm, yes… the flavor of the lemons is perfectly balanced by… is that a hint of cyanide I taste?” I rolled my eyes, fighting back a grin as I swatted at his arm. “You’re insufferable. And drunk.” “Guilty as charged.” Chris grinned widely, already pouring himself another glass of wine. “And you’re avoiding the matter at hand.” He waved another lemon tart lazily in front of my face. “If you made these, then you should feed one to me.”