Desperation (My 55 fiction)

She firmly held it in her cold hands with intense desperation. She brought her lips closer to it and started licking around the sides & its top. The gooey white liquid started dripping all over her lips, chin and through her fingers. She finished it in 10 minutes and squeaked, “Daddy, one more ice-cream, please!”


P.S: What is 55 fiction?

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