"Damn. I worked at an ice cream parlor for months and couldn't get one girl
to let me fuck them in the storeroom," Steve laments, lifting his arms to
make room when Alex puts her legs in his lap. He puts his hand on her calm,
sliding it aimlessly up and down the smooth expense of it as he takes
another drink. "It was probably the sailor suit."
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Date: 2024-09-23 08:33 pm (UTC)"Damn. I worked at an ice cream parlor for months and couldn't get one girl to let me fuck them in the storeroom," Steve laments, lifting his arms to make room when Alex puts her legs in his lap. He puts his hand on her calm, sliding it aimlessly up and down the smooth expense of it as he takes another drink. "It was probably the sailor suit."