..I realized that my cock was rock hard and pressing against my shorts tryning to pop out... while I was busy kissing her pussy, she grabbed hold of m... head and pushed her pussy up againts my face and told me that i must start eating her pussy, I then bit into her pussy lips and she smacked me hard against the head and cried out, she grabbed hold of my hair and pulled my face from between her legs and said are you bloody mad, you do not bite a woman down there, you must soflty chew and nibble. She took the player and in a few taps: “French Disko” by Stereolab jammed into my ear. She matched the tempo with her knees and her hips followed. Her hands ran the length of my backside several times removing my shirt with one of her long strokes. I was in her trance. My mind blanked as I relaxed. It was like her intoxicated gyrations had sucked away all tension and irritation. Tegan offered a certain comfort zone. She feels like family. That freaked me out. Family? I thought of. Nuthin’. Looked up and down the street. Nuthin’. Then I looked back at him thinkin’, damn, this chiphead is wacked! Completely outta ‘is friggin’ mind! Then it happened. I’d describe to ya all what the hell happened, except to this day, I don’t seriously know. All I know is one minute my boys were standin’, next minute, they wasn’t. I stared in shock, he hadn’t even appeared to move! ‘Whatthehell are you?’ I croaked. ‘A friend.’ He replied. ‘A friend? What typa friend waxes my boys and then. My soft penis was still trapped in her cum filled pussy, held by Helen's pussy muscles. It was some time later that we dressed and went back to the festivities. Two weeks later I was informed by Anne-Marie that we had been invited for a holiday with Lord and Lady Hammond. This was a bit awkward for me, with the amount of work that I had to cope with. I did however, get agreement that Emily Roper would keep me supplied with documentation on a daily basis that needed my attention, during my stay.