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You don’t know how Frank was surviving this heatwave wearing all these layers. You laid on the plush carpet of your living room watching the tattooed man walk around in the muggy and excruciatingly hot summer air in his thick jeans and black long sleeve tee. But Frank just stared at you in your tiny bralette and panties, face beet red and sweat covered. It felt like he was mocking you when he sauntered calmly over to you fully covered while you panted and fanned yourself with your hand.
Frank ran his hand teasingly down your warm and sweat covered neck before gripping you lightly.
“Poor puppy, is the heat too much for you?”
He glanced down at you as you writhed your overheated body and nodded. You met his big hazel eyes with your and felt his other hand brush through your hair and move the sweat matted strands away from your face.”
“Let me help relieve some of that discomfort for you puppy.”
Frank walked over to the nearby kitchen and your body perked up a bit when you heard the ice maker turn on.
You yipped loudly when Frank came back with an ice cube in hand and placed it on the back of your neck startling you. After a few seconds the cool feeling of the ice felt wonderful on your flush skin, and you melted into the pleasure of the cool ice and Frank’s roaming hands.
“Open your mouth puppy, tongue out.”
You opened your mouth wide and waggled your tongue playfully for the tattooed man.
“You are so fucking cute.” Frank moved the ice cube down the side of your neck and into your cleavage causing your body to shiver a bit.
“Remember puppy, we gotta stay hydrated in these heatwaves.”
You looked up at him while he tightened the grip on your throat and dropped a large glob of saliva from his mouth into yours.
“Drink up” You closed your mouth and swallowed down the minty glob of spit in your mouth with delight.
“Are you still a thirsty puppy?” You nodded slowly when all of a sudden, you felt Frank’s other hand with the ice cube teasing around the soft skin and wiry hairs under your panties.
Goosebumps were forming on your upper thighs as you slowly pulled apart your slick and sweat covered thighs. You opened your mouth wide again and looked at Frank’s scruffy face and glassy eyes as he spat yet again another massive glob of saliva this time missing your mouth completely, watching it run in between your breasts all the way down between his hands, mixing with the chilly ice water in your underwear.
“Oops, I’m so sorry. Looks like I made a mess.” You whimpered softly and rolled your eyes backward as Frank pressed tight circles around your clit rubbing the cold ice cube and spit on your bundle of nerves.
You let out a needy whimper while Frank continued to cool the heat between your legs rubbing the frigid melting ice cube against your swollen clit and puffy folds. His tattooed fingers gripped tighter around your neck making you gasp momentarily for air. You didn’t know how the man could produce so much spit, but you didn’t care. You would gladly drink down whatever Frank gave to you. Eventually you saw another string of saliva fall onto your tongue and partly on your lips.
You teased Frank by playing with the spit with your tongue and whimpering for more. Your body fell backwards against Frank’s thick denim jeans, your body a mixture of pleasurable sensations right now. Frank’s fingers picked up the pace and rubbed the now mostly melted ice cube and spit faster against your dripping cunt. The orgasm was building up fast. The sweat and chills working all over your body. A few moments later you shivered and shook when you finally came from the chilled temperature and Frank’s fingers.
“Don’t forget to stay cool and hydrated puppy.” Frank giggled as he looked at your wet body. He ran a hand through your sweat covered hair and kissed you up and down your neck. Before flicking the remains of the ice-cold water on his fingers across your face.