It might be interesting to see where it went.”“Yes, but they would see us turn in there,” I said.“Only if we took the truck,” Ed said. “If...I park at the place further up from them, we could go in on foot and see where it goes. We could get closer to the fence and maybe we could see something.”“All right,” I said, “I’m game. Let’s go.” We drove back toward the Diversified facility and parked in the lot of the facility just up the road from them. It didn’t have any visible security at all. As we. Having placed said article of chocolate in the fridge we got mildly hot and heavy - for that - read we screwed each other silly! Then we remembered the Mars chocolate bar. I held it in its wrapper and asked, what in hindsight was a stupid question, - "So what do I do with this... ?"Having peeled off the wrapping paper I inserted the already melting but still cold bar - for those of you who really don't know, they're about one inch square by about four long - into her ever so hot and already. He closed his eyes also. Her handsgoing to the side of his head as she lowered her womanhood onto hiserection. Her lips parted engulfing it. In his mouth, her tongue waspushing past his teeth and probed his mouth seductively, then itreceded. He pushed his tongue forward to chase after the escaping probe.His tongue caught up with hers and hers start pushing back into hismouth. It kept pushing and pushing parting his jaws. Something wasn'tright. It was probing too deep. His eyes opened and. In front of an empty bench, the blyad had told her to lay face down. The bitch pinched her and told her,“Now, my naughty brat, I am going to thrash you!”Almost immediately, Eve had felt the feathery, burning blows of the platza, the branches of oak leaves used in the Russian tradition, rhythmically cutting into her. The old woman had been vigorous and ruthless. She had drawn blood and licked the skin of her guest.The bitch turned her face up and Eve had seen the devil in her. The woman’s.