Lactose Intolerant Eats Strawberry Ice Cream
An hour and a half before this video, I downed one cup of strawberry ice cream because I am lactose intolerant.
The fun starts ass in the air, relieving my stomach's light cramps by birthing a strawberry ice cream shit swirl. The smell is thick, alluring even, curling around the senses with an undeniable pull. It is warm and rich, a heavy sweetness that saturates the air, like overripe cream left too long in the sun, sour yet oddly alluring.
Before slipping and sliding around on the floor in my strawberry ice cream shitstorm, I take another big lick. There is a bite to it, sharp and tangy, teasing at the edges of something forbidden, like a banned indulgence that the body knows it should not crave but cannot resist.
It clings to the room's walls and settles on the skin, an imprint of its presence as if it had slipped inside and made itself home, just like my dildo does, repeating a pattern of pussy, ass, and mouth until I finish (cherry on top).
I waited to post this video to show the aftermath of re-eating the undigested lactose from the strawberry ice cream. There is a clip at the end of about 4 hours after I licked most of the mess off the floor.
Enjoy your sweet treat!
Xoxo,
Fiona
