Tonight, I’ll be your ice cream sweet – the one you crave, your secret treat. With hungry eyes you take your pick, impatient, hands undress me quick. Right on the street, no time to wait, your burning hands dictate my fate. I melt, I drip, slide down your chin, Leave trails upon your helpless skin. Your fingers sticky, stained with me, ‘til nothing’s left but ecstasy. Oh, taste me deep, devour me whole – the guilty pleasu...