Then she looked up and said, "I guess a major part of the problem has been what's happened over the last few weeks." Exactly what has happened and why...is it a problem?" Cindy asked softly."Because I've been exposed to love of a kind and to a degree I didn't think existed outside of fairy tales," she replied. "When I volunteered to work as your slave on Christmas, Cindy, I volunteered only because everyone else was." She grinned and continued, "It was like being in grammar school all over again:. “Then you wouldn’t mind if my husband continues to finger my pussy?” She boldly asked.“Not at all!” He gazed as Dan resumed pleasing Susan moistening hole. “I’ll pour your wine for you,” he offered. He twisted the cork and it popped off under control.“I hope you’ll pop your cork inside my pussy later tonight, honey,” she smiled kissing Dan.“You know I will!” he smiled kissing her cheek.Andrew poured each half a glass and they sampled the wine.“Have you seen a pussy fingered in here before?” she. I’ll see you later Elisha.’ With that Jamie hurried off upstairs and dumped his bag in his bedroom before going to the bathroom. He took a quick shower and changed into some fresh clothes. It felt good to be back in London. It wasn’t long until he’d pocketed the treasure map and was headed out to where he’d left his car parked on the street. He didn’t see Elisha on his way out but assumed she was munching on popcorn in the living room whilst starting up a movie. He drove a black Volkswagen Golf. She stepped confidently right up to my wife, and Katie reached out and very gently stroked her face. Then she reached around her shoulders and pushed the straps of her backpack aside. It plopped onto the cool forest grass with a muffled thud.Katie pulled her a little closer and leaned in to give her a nice kiss. Brittni kissed her back, then raised her hands and began to explore and massage my wife's over-sized breasts."You've got really nice, firm tits." Brittni said, and she was staring at.