I open the bottle and pour some of it in your mouth and then we kiss exchanging our chocolaty saliva you never had a more passionate kiss than this th...n I moved down pouring the cold syrup on your boobs and in your valley and I start licking it clean first from the valley of your boobs then from over your boobs I lick all of it then pouring some of it on your belly and waist I lick it all whole of your abdomen finally I move to your cave kissing your inner thighs I move to your pussy sniffing. ‘That won’t happen.’ ‘It’s a lovely evening,’ she prompted, ‘lets get some fresh air.’ It was about 7pm and the village was quiet, lots of people were on holiday, the children not away were at the playground, parents were doing whatever parents did. A few younger teenagers were whizzing about on their bikes but kept clear of them as Mike had punched one of them a year ago for bullying his younger brother. They came to a stile, Mike climbed over, Sarah followed, helping each other. The footpath. While waiting for the drip machine to do its thing, I sat down at the kitchen table. As I gazed out of the window, my thoughts drifted to the events of last night.Pam and I would have to talk sometime very soon, maybe even today. There were things both of us needed to say and to hear. I hoped that understanding on both of our parts would result from having a real and in-depth discussion. Not that we hadn’t already talked lots, but after last night, I thought there was a lot more on the table to. As soon as Snow walked out of her bedroom and down the dark hall, she knew what she was going to have to do, go to the kitchen and clean off the table. This was the only choir she had because it was degrading enough. Her Step mother would have sex with random men on this table after dinner. She was a cruel disgusting woman, cruel enough that she made Snow clean the table every morning. Snow put her hair up with a blue ribbon and grabbed a bucket and rag. She put the bucket on the 20 ft table.