We didn’t want to be late for tea.

That’s right. Auguste makes the best tea.

And you knew a shortcut.

Through the sunflower fields.

And then the hydrangeas.

Such big rose red blooms.

And we scampered like bunnies.

The ground was so soft.

Like Grandpa’s tummy.

Oh, that was fun!

We ran and ran

Holding hands sometimes.

Stopping to kiss sometimes.

Such sweet kisses.

Such sexy kisses.

But we had to hurry.

For the tea.

And we got there just in time.

But it was too hot.

So steamy.

So we had to wait for it to cool.

Because we didn’t want to burn our tongues.

But we couldn’t wait.

But we had to.

So we did a tea testing game.

Dunking a fingertip.

Then touching it to...

Our nipples.

Yes, our nipples.

And it made us feel

Like we needed to touch

Our clits

Which were stiff as little sticks.

And we touched and touched.

And you came.

I did!

I love when you come.

I love making you come.

And then the tea was just right.

And we drank it all up.

There was honey in the bottom.

Honey in your bottom!

You’re so naughty.

Naughty honey.

And it was time for a nap.

On that what do you call it?

Chaise.

Yes, with the cushions firm but soft.

Not like Grandpa’s tummy.

More like...

What?

I don’t know. Firm but soft.

Like your ass.

Ha ha.

And you lay back and lifted your legs so high.

And your tongue went right to...

Your naughty honey pot.

And you licked and licked. You made me come. You made me come and come.

Oh, sweetie!

And I almost couldn’t come anymore.

But you could.

I could. I came in my sleep.

With my fingers in you.

Your fingers and your thumb. Your naughty thumb.

Thumbing you into come after come.

Oh honey.

But now I think it’s time for

More tea!

And then more loving.

Yes.

Yes.

More.

More.

More.