Quick Coffee Ice Cream

Quick Coffee Ice Cream

My husband doesn't drink coffee, but he can't get enough of this coffee ice cream! —Esther Bergen, Clarendon Hills, Illinois

total time Prep: 10 min. + freezing
12 servings

Ingredients
4 cups milk
2 cups sugar
3 cups cold strong brewed coffee
1 pint heavy whipping cream
2 teaspoons vanilla extract

Directions
In a Dutch oven, heat milk to 175°. Stir in sugar until dissolved; cool. Transfer to a 3-qt. freezer container. Stir in the coffee, cream and vanilla. Cover and freeze for 4-5 hours or until mixture is slushy. Beat with an electric mixer until smooth. Freeze until firm. Remove from the freezer 30 minutes before serving.

Nutrition Facts
1/2 cup: 319 calories, 17g fat (11g saturated fat), 65mg cholesterol, 56mg sodium, 38g carbohydrate (37g sugars, 0 fiber), 4g protein.

Paying for it - Part 2

Title: Paying for it - Part 2
Part 1 https://charisstoma.dreamwidth.org/1647721.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 533


A voice from the attic greeted Errol as he returned from grocery shopping, “Did you get all the things on the list?”

“Yes. Yes.” Errol paused, “Why exactly did you want some of those things? You don’t leave the attic or,” he paused again, “are you planning to leave the attic?”

The thing in the attic purred, “I’m getting hungry. A thing has to eat, you know.”

Errol’s, “Me?!” drew laughter from the attic.

“You’ve been celibate, if one doesn’t count your hand and that vibrating ass toy you’ve made use of since the last demon who came here.”

“Came?” Errol swallowed. “I’ve kept up on the housework, and I bought you a yummy set of bones from the butcher ...”

A sigh from the attic was followed by a tisking, “the ambiance is lacking without the sound of your moaning as your ass is plowed. The sound of you begging, then threatening your ‘guest’ if he doesn’t stop teasing. Ah, yes, a thing doesn’t live by eating bones alone. Seasoning is necessary to go with the meal. Wouldn’t have to have as many bones if someone was here boning you.”

“You’re feeding off my getting fucked!?”

“Yes,” was replied smugly. “Oh, and there’s been some redecorating that’s been done after some consultation.”

“Who did you consult with?! Are you talking to other things that live in attics? Are you pimping me out for food?”

Laughter answered him. “Oh, he’s here now.” The thing in the attic smugly spoke to someone not Errol, “Good timing. He’s turned on and starting to panic.”

“Is he now. Can’t have that. We’re still agreed?”

“Yessssss.”

The demon of the ham bone reached from behind him, Errol knew that voice, pulling him tight into him. “I hear you’ve been having a dry spell and doing a less than satisfactory self help do-it-yourself. You couldn’t find anyone as good as me, could you.” Teeth scraped lightly over where a tongue had just licked on Errol’s nape and Errol shivered. “I’m glad. I missed you too, and I was getting tired of threatening off your other previous lovers.”

“I haven’t summoned anyone else.”

“Miss me?” was punctuated by a hand thrusting down into Errol’s pants to cup him and pull him back against the appreciative hardness behind.

“Yessssss,” Errol blinked. “I’m picking up bad habits from someone in the attic,” he growled.

Much later, “So why didn’t you summon me?”

Clenching down on the still hard cock in his ass, Errol answered, “I wanted you too much. It wasn’t um….”

“You do know you aren’t the only mage who has a demon lover or even master?”

“What?! Who?!” Errol tried to turn to look at his own demon lover.

“Nope. Not telling. We can spot each other, so we know and that’s all that’s necessary. We don’t poach on other demon’s fucking consorts. Any little offspring need to know who’s their Daddy.”

“Wait! We’re both male. You can get pregnant?”

“Not the way we’re doing it. You can though and..” Errol had given a start and moaned which might have been due to the cock flexing in his ass, “and I’m keeping you.”

The thing in the attic burped.