I quickly pulled my shirt out to cover the wet spot on my pants, and Marina smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling with amusement and lingering desire. I hugged her waist tightly as the Ferris wheel reached the bottom, and we stepped out, her body leaning against mine for support.
As we walked through the park, I noticed Marina eyeing the ice cream stand with a longing look. I steered her towards it, and we stopped in front of the colorful display of flavors. I turned to her, my voice playful and teasing. "Marina, do you like ice cream?"
She nodded eagerly, her eyes scanning the options before settling on a creamy, decadent-looking scoop. I ordered it for her, handing her the cone with a smirk. "Here you go, Marina. I hope you enjoy it."
As she took a lick, her eyes fluttering closed in pleasure, I leaned in, my voice a low, seductive murmur in her ear. "You know, Marina, I have a different kind of cream that I want to give you. A cream that's hot, thick, and all for you."
