Marvelon

She scrunched her nose at me with a glare. "Vanilla is just too boring; it has become an abomination." Her smile returned; a hint of mischief with it. "Besides, I get vanilla almost every night. It's time to switch it up."

Alex snorted. I almost choked on my spit. Little Miss Mermaid eyed us with interest. No doubt question marks were floating above her head. 

As if saving us from an awkward explanation, the waitress came with our dessert. Sophie beamed and wasted no time in diving into hers. Her soft moans circled our table, making her the center of attention. 

When we were younger, Alex and I used to love treating Sophie to ice cream. Those provocative sounds she made sent two horny teens into the world of bliss. More times than I cared to admit, my brain struggled to keep my thoughts on the straight and