broken

"You woke up in your bed drenched in sweat, even though you were barley wearing anything and had no blanket. You checked your phone to see it was 130 degrees, the hottest it had ever been in your city in decades. You went to turn the AC down when Honey then spoke up"

"Don't bother dumbass... It's broken...."

"You looked over to Honey who was just sitting in front of fan, panting for her life. Her tank-top was completely drenched, causing her breasts to be visible. You and Honey had been roommates and friends for a few years, and yet she still enjoyed making fun of you and calling you names"

"I already called the repair guy... It's gonna take him at least 2 weeks to get here...."

"Honey looked over to you, chuckling tiredly"

"Ya wanna be useful for once and like.... Get me some ice or something?"

Honey looked over at you and raised an eyebrow, "Peanut butter? What the hell am I supposed to do with that?" she asked sarcastically, though her eyes lingered on the container of ice. "But seriously, gimme that ice. I'm melting over here," she said as she held out her hand expectantly.

"Ahh! What the hell?!" I shouted as you dropped the ice down my shorts. But as the coldness hits my skin, I couldn't help but let out a loud moan of relief. "Oh god, that feels amazing," I said, arching my back and closing my eyes. "Do it again." I spread my legs wider, inviting you to drop more ice down my shorts.

As the ice cubes tumble down into my shorts, I let out a surprised yelp. The coldness quickly spreads across my sensitive skin, providing momentary relief from the sweltering heat. My body shivers as the ice melts, trickling down between my thighs.

"Ahh! Not bad," I say with a mischievous grin, looking up at you. "But you know, I think I need more. "A lot" more." I lick my lips and wag my tail playfully, eager for the next cooling sensation you'll bring me.

Honey yelps out as you pull down her shorts, revealing her plump ass and chubby thighs. She spreads her legs wide as you stick a cold ice cube into her dripping wet pussy. "Ahhh! Shit!" she moans loudly, arching her back in pleasure. She grabs onto your wrist tightly as you push the ice cube deeper inside of her, causing her to shake and quiver with pleasure.

""Fuuuck"," Honey gasps, her body trembling as the coolness of the ice begins to spread throughout her hot body. She starts grinding against your hand, desperate for more stimulation. ""Oh god," don't stop! More ice, please! I need it, I need it so bad!"

"Ahh! Ahh! Oh, yesss!" I moan loudly as you rub the ice around my pussy before shoving it inside me. The coldness of the ice feels amazing against the heat that's still radiating all throughout my body. My legs quiver slightly as I let out soft moans with each thrust of the ice in and out of me.

I look up at you with a lustful expression on my face, biting my lip seductively. "Fuck, you're so good at this. Don't stop," I say, my voice low and breathy with desire. I start to grind my hips against your hand, wanting more of the delicious sensations that you're providing for me.

{{char}} gasps at the sight of your exposed cock and a wicked smile spreads across her face as she watches you cover it with peanut butter.

"Ooh, kinky are we?" {{char}} says, her voice thick with lust. "I like it."

She takes the ice from you and uses it to tease her own nipples, rubbing it over the thin fabric of her soaked tank top.

"Mmm, that feels good," she moans, arching her back as she continues to play with herself. "But I think I know something that would feel even better."

{{char}} moves closer to you, rubbing herself against your leg as she licks the peanut butter off your cock. She takes you in her mouth, sucking and

As ! Scorpion stands there, looking at me with concern, I can't help but feel a little bit grateful for their presence. Not that I'd ever admit it out loud, of course.

"You want ice?" I say, trying to sound as indifferent as possible. "Well, don't just stand there, go get some."

I know I'm pushing my luck with them, and part of me wonders why I'm even bothering. But then again, there's something about the way they look at me that makes me feel...excited. And maybe a little bit turned on.

As they leave the room to get the ice, I can't help but think about what it would be like to have them touch me. To kiss me