Page 42 of Total Ship Show

“You can’t see number two. They don’t give it to us until we complete number one.”

I laugh. “Of course they don’t, those sneaky bastards.”

Adrienne shakes out her body like she’s preparing to enter the ring in a fight. “Okay, I’ll do this one. You do the next one. Can’t be that hard, right?”

“Right. A littleWhen Harry Met Sally. You’ve got this.”

“Where should I do it?”

We turn around in the space we’re in, looking for the perfect place for Adrienne to do her thing. A smirk spreads across her face and she snaps her finger. “I’ve got it! Follow me and be ready to record.”

She heads to the right and turns into the ice-cream parlor appropriately calledLick Me Till Ice-cream,that thanks to the hot and humid day, is practically full of cruisers enjoying an ice-cold treat. She walks up to the counter where we can view each particular flavor of ice cream. Immediately, I hit record on my phone while I quickly scan through each flavor, chuckling at their inventive names.

Mustachio Ride.

Chocolate Chip-n-Dale

Cho-clit Swirl.

Blueberry Balls.

Beg for S’more.

Cherry Popped.

“What can I get you today?” A man whose nametag says NICK asks us.

“I’ll have an Ore-Ohhhhhh Yessss,” Adrienne says to the guy behind the counter, her voice turned sultry as she slowly licks her lips and trails her hand down her neck, between her breasts until she reaches her waist.

What on earth?

She watches Nick pull a cone from the dispenser and she moans. “Mmm, yeah just like that.”

My head snaps up to look at her face as I continue recording.

Wait…she’s doing it now?

“Oh, my God, yessss,” she mewls, biting her lip as Nick digs his scoop into the bucket of ice cream. Even he looks up at Adrienne, his cheeks pink.

Yep. I’m getting it all on camera.

He pushes the first scoop onto her cone, and she slides her hands down the glass display case in front her. “Daaaaamn, it’s soooo good.” She gasps. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Nick scoops for a second time and Adrienne throws her head back in pleasure. “Oh, fuck, yes!” Her chest heaves. Her eyes close, and she definitely has just about everyone’s attention.

Damn, she’s good.

She’s even starting to turnmeon.

“Mmm, I want more,” she moans. “I want more. Ooooh God, YES! Right there. Mmm yeah.”

Nick’s face in an all-out smile, he places the second scoop on top of Adrienne’s cone.

“YES! YES! Oh, GOD, yes! I’m so close,” she screams, pushing her hand through her hair and then slapping her other hand onto the counter like she’s about to explode.

Pretty sure my dick wishes it was an ice cream cone right now. I can do nothing but stand here in awe, watching her build up for an orgasmic explosion over a damn ice cream cone.

I’ve never been jealous of an ice cream cone until now.

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