Their Frostie Freeze – An Erotic Story

[ad_1] “I’ll take a triple decker chocolate ice cream cone,” Greg said to the teenage boy in his cone hat working at the Frostie Freeze.  “Three dollars,” the boy replied, bored.  Greg set down the bills. “You’re really ripping us off, you know. Three dollars for one cone.”  The boy in the odd hat shrugged
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