With Noah safely tucked away in his room for a nap after lunch, Elle and Gabriel got a little creative while cleaning up. Gabriel smeared globs of grape jelly across Elle's midriff as she reclined across the counter. As it slid down her skin and into her nether regions, he lapped it all up slowly. She shuddered with pleasure as she threw her head back and moaned, nearly falling off the counter as she came.

"Now for you," Elle asked, reaching for the jar of peanut butter. "Creamy or chunky?"