Marmalade, wellies, Fairy Liquid, let’s not forget the joys of Marmite (or Vegemite for those who live under Southern skies).
You either love it or hate it, and I slather it on so I can lick, nibble and bite as my pleasure dictates.
Marmite on the fuller breast is a particular delicacy which I enjoy and if in my excitement I bite and she squeals it all adds to my pleasure.
So I take a handful and smear it where I truly want to feast.
Damn, I forgot, I’ve got to keep the yeast away from your most delectable place.
