Lick

[morag mcdougal]

Morag had come to Diagon Alley to shop, of course, and she had. Her arms were laden with bags filled with mostly clothes. All that hard work was well deserving of a reward though, so she headed into the Ice Cream Shop dropping her bags off at a booth to reserve herself a seat then went to the counter to order. There was so much to chose from though. Finally Morag decided on a vanilla cone, granted not the most original of ice creams but that mattered little. Sitting down she began to lick on it slowly, absently, and as she did most all things, sexually.