The miscellaneous works of the Rev. Robert Hall, with memoir by Olinthus Gregory and a critical estimate of his character and writings

But the kiss suddenly became passionate as Bernard moved his hands to the small of Marlene's back and pulled the length of her body against his. She ground forward with her hips, feeling the bulge in the crotch of Bernard's jeans pressing against her loins. Then the tips of their tongues came together in a divine moment of initial intimacy and they both thought they heard the crackle of sexual electricity filling the brightly painted kitchen. Marlene could feel her cunt juices forming in a thick pool at the base of her aching pussy slit. The little girl knew that spilling her fruit juices, over-ripe peach. She could feel her toes clutching at the cool linoleum, with the flowery design on it, as she lifted her heels. They rolled their tongue together for a long time, slowly exploring the insides of each other's mouths. Marlene worked the tip of her tongue under Bernard's massaging his salivary gland, filling his mouth with drool. Bernard could feel his hot spittle dripping over his puckered lower lip running down both of their chins at the same time ...»