There had been a mishap with the Eton Mess that Robert had prepared and they ended up wearing as much of it as they ate. It was all over them and the ...ining room table. They had taken their clothes off and made love right there. Rather than wasting his favourite dessert, Robert ate the berries, cream and meringue off of Juliana’s body, and she off of his. He topped it off with some Prosecco, drunk from her. The mess had been cleaned up, the dishes loaded in the dishwasher, and they now were. With my impromptu funnel in one hand, I used the other to unscrew the lid and pick up the jar. I quickly upended the jar over the funnel, hoping that none of the ants would try to climb up and out of the funnel– I had no free hands with which to recapture any that escaped. I needn't have worried, for the ants dutifully marched right down the newspaper funnel and into the farm. They immediately began to scurry around and explore their new home, and within moments a few had started digging in the. " she stuttered as she spoke the words, looking at everything else in the room but him with a mischievous grin on her face. " like put on a show, for me?" he grinned as they locked eyes again. He loved when she modeled for him."yes baby!" she exclaimed, jumping out of the bed and dashing to her new clothes. "i want to try them all on and see what you think? Is that ok?" yea, go ahead" he said. He knew what was coming."ok. Be back in a sec." she rushed into the bathroom smiling from ear to ear. And her cries... Whenever I have erection problems I just have to memorize her soft, agonizing cries as she came. As the moment supreme, she clutched and pressed her pudenda to my sucking lips, rubbing her clit furiously onto my lips. Whitish moisture dripped out of her hole, her muscles contracted strenuously and her asshole spassemed from exertion. Guys, remember! Don't charge like a teenage general! Tease her first! Much more effective. I looked in her eyes, and noticed a few tears. She.