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Idalia wraps her lips around the ice-cream on Farah's wrist, it melted nicely in her mouth as she sucks on it passionately. It was sweet but Farah's skin was sweeter, the flavor was nice but the scent on Farah's skin was better. It was intoxicating and even though she was trying to remain sane, she couldn't, her eyes, they slowly rolled back as she relishes in the sweetness of Farah's skin in her mouth. she didn't want to stop no matter what at that moment, she hoped that Farah wouldn't withdraw from her. Farah's scent was overwhelmingly sweet and intoxicating. So much so that Idalia forgot about herself all that was on her mind was getting more of that addictive scent.
