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She looks at the service you selected and a wide smirk comes over her face. “Ooooh, I love that one!” she squeals in delight, putting away a good amout of her display in a blur, then vaulting over the counter. You jump back, avoiding her legs as she takes a seat on the edge of your side of the counter with her legs crossed. You’re about to bend down to her crotch level and spread her two pink legs open when she suddenly holds up one finger to you and quickly blurts out: “Oh wait, I forgot one more thing!” She leans her back onto the counter, her hair draping on the other side as she it looks like she’s searching under the counter for something. You hear her let out an “A-HA!” as Frosty’s body shifts to grab what she was looking for; she gracefully pulls herself back with some strange lean metal cylinder with a thin nozzle on the top in her hand.

She holds a finger up to the nozzle’s tip and you hear it make a spraying sound as a fluffy white substance is dispensed on her fingertip. She holds the fingers down to you, expecting you to suck the stuff off her finger. Maybe it is the heat of the moment or something else but you latch your mouth around that finger and have your tongue explore as much as it can. The white stuff is sweet and fluffy, immediately turning into a flat sugary liquid when it makes contract with your spit. You continue sucking on her finger, Frosty looking at you with delight, until the taste of the sweet stuff is gone. She pulls her finger from your craving mouth, a trail of saliva following and breaking as she takes it back.

“You really like my cream don’t ya? Well, guess where you can get more?”

She uncrosses her legs, spreads them and undoes the strings holding that tiny piece of bikini cloth against her pussy. The covering falls off her pink cunt and hangs over the edge of the counter; you see her pink pussy is all wet and excited to see you. The nymph shakes the can, her breasts jiggling a little, and places the nozzle over her hard clit, spraying a little swirl of the sweet stuff on it. Its cold fluffy texture makes her coo a little. She beckons you with her finger to dig in.

You quickly bring your mouth to her pussy with a loud slurp as your entire mouth covers her moist mound, sucking and licking the sex hole just to taste that little bit of sweet, sweet cream. She gasps in surprise on how savagely you are tongue fucking her, her legs and toes curling up and leaning back on her arm for support. Only when you stop tasting the stuff do you calm down, pulling your mouth off her now puffed up cunt, her pussy lips looking quite a bit fuller now than they did before. Frosty catches her breath before shaking the can once more and spraying large amount of the cream over her clit and vulva, almost looking like white fluffy snow covering a pink mound. You hold back, watching her spray on more cream. Only when her pussy is completely covered and then some does she lean back on the counter, both arms bracing her up, legs spread wider than they were before and making a quick sharp whistle, giving you the signal to dig in once more.

Your mouth first laps up a huge glob of just the cream, not getting in contact with her skin just yet. You swish the stuff in your mouth, its sweet flavor rolling over your tongue and sticking to the walls of your cheeks. Only when the cream becomes an unbearable sweet liquid do you swallow it down and lick your lips. You take another glob of the stuff off her cunt. This time your lips brush against her soft pink skin. Her anticipation warms her body, melting droplets of the cream down her thighs as you get closer and closer to her treasure. You keep on taking large chunks of the cream off her nympho pussy, until it’s looking painted with cream residue. Her cunt is sticky as the moistness causes the white cream to dissolve into syrupy ooze all over and into her pussy. She has been making little moans here and there, you never really touching skin throughout that whole ordeal, but her tender skin and the delicious white cream are almost one and the same now.

You lick your lips again; you’re full-bellied and a bit exhausted but you just want more of that cream. Especially the bits around her moist fuck-hole... the cream dampened with the liquid lust of a nymph has more of a kick to it. You stick your tongue out and circle around her cream-gusher, gathering as much as you can and giving each lip the attentive lickings they deserve, giving her clit a flick whenever you feel like it.

The excitement built from the licking though the pile of cream shows greatly as Frosty moans and coos with every lick you make. You spread her lips apart to get at the sweet stickiness that seeped in. Her breathing becomes heavier as you maneuver your tongue over her sweet spot, licking up what little creamy residue resides on her. Frosty becomes wetter with every lick. You bring her closer to orgasm, but she’s unable to come full circle.

You’re getting tired of the cream now, too much of a good thing as they say. You need something to wash it down; some nymph cum would make the perfect drink. You go back to what you did when you first tasted this sweet treat off this delicious body and cover your entire mouth over the puffy pink pussy, causing her to curl her legs and toes as you pleasure her entire sex bit with your hot wet mouth. Your slimy muscle rolls over her two lips and moves around her clit.

She pushes your face harder onto her pleasure mouth, making you “kiss” her deeper and hotter, her moans and yells of pleasure growing louder and louder as the build up grows bigger and bigger. You can taste trickles of her fuck juice, eagerly drinking it down. You brace yourself for the flood of sweet, sweet cum.

Like clockwork, she wraps her long pink legs around your head, pushes your face as hard as she can with both hands and shoves her pelvis forward as she lets out a gleeful moan and a flood of orgasm flows into your mouth. Delightedly, you gulp down her nectar. When the last of the girl-cum flows out, her body goes limp, releasing you from her cum grip.

You pull your mouth off her sloppy cunt and look down at your work. Frosty is laying on the counter, her head hanging off on the cashier side while her legs are spread out and her cunt all horny and exposed on the customer side. You’re pushed aside by a minotaur with a five-foot hard-on. He lines his flared cock head to Frosty’s now red hole, rubbing the head over the lips to get a “taste” of what he’s about to indulge in. However, before he impales her on his meat-stick, Frosty springs back to life. She slides her body under the counter, and her hand reaches up to search for her bikini bottom.

Her hand passes over the minotaurs cock a few times, before finally finding the tiny bit of cloth. The hand whizzes back under the counter and Frosty pops back up, in her “proper” uniform now.

“Sorry sir,” she explains to the horny minotaur, “you’ll need to sign a few things if you want to fuck me with that big tasty stick of man meat.”

Frosty proceeds to try and have the minotaur sign the papers as you go out back into the city.