Oh no, suddenly I'm heading not for her hand but for her tongue. I desperately try to brake, but it's too late; I get caught. Now, I find myself in her mouth, wet and much slimier than the ice cream. In the complete chaos, I feel everything shifting, and I try to escape from the tongue before the girl takes the next swallow.
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