He makes the sundae all out of order.
First, he takes the chocolate syrup and drizzles it all over me, on my breasts, down my torso, even letting a little drip onto my c**t. I gasp at the cold stickiness as it surrounds that little bundle of nerves.
I can tell by his smile that he likes my reaction, so he does it again and again. Lines of chocolate slide down my ass like stripes, then pool beneath me as I writhe and shift restlessly beneath the onslaught.
When he feels I’ve had enough, Daddy takes out the whipped cream. He squirts a swirl onto each of my n*****s. It starts to slip away on a slide of chocolate syrup, but he lifts it back where it belongs.
He squirts another swirl onto my c**t, but I can’t feel it. The syrup is too thick and coats me completely.
He sets a fresh strawb
