<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Curlz MT;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Sandra Pickton</span></span></strong><br/><br/>I responded to the kiss with equal passion, tasting that damn "chocolate" cake on her mouth. The suggestion she mumbled into my mouth made me pull away with a feral growl. "Fuck sneaking off," I snarled, "Let's do it right here in the kitchen!" I reached down and pulled my dress up over my head, revealing matching bra and French knickers in black and red silk, then kicked off my shoes. I jumped up so I was sitting on the counter atop the dish washer - the only space that was clear of bottles and glasses, and spread my legs. "Lick, bitch!" I ordered.