“I think this calls for an early aperitivo.” Alessio smiled and suggested that they would celebrate with the Italian tradition of having a light d...ink or meal before dinner.“Magari un'altra volta, grazie Alessio, but unfortunately Isabella and I have to go into town for some errands,” Alberto said that he would have loved to, but he couldn’t neglect his chores.“Ah, well, next time then Alberto.” Alessio needed no further explanation. It was nearing the end of the harvest, a very busy time of. You will be mine, and you will be free.” Your assent is tremulous, your entire body grows tumescent with lust. I spread your cunt, offering a sparing pass of my tongue over your obscenely engorged clit as my cock once again finds your mouth. You suck with a greed you didn’t know you were capable of, driving my hardened shaft to the back of your throat, taunting yourself to gag. You yelp with surprise at the sensation of the warm soap being massaged over your cunt, your thighs and your. .”“Mmm,” Cynthia purred, “it turns me on so much to share that with you...”“I could tell ... Other than the two nights with Lanying watching ... I don’t think you’ve creamed my cock any better...”Cynthia leaned against him and smiled, then said, “Well, she’ll be here soon, I suppose you should get dressed. I have a lot planned for today.”Lanying had no idea what to expect for the day ahead. All she knew was that Cynthia had asked her to come over at nine on Saturday morning, to bring her. It didn’t bother her. She was still glowing from the previous night’s escapades - she just hoped that she could give Rob enough pleasure to get her through the whole weekend.She was wearing a set of green panties and a matching bra ... and nothing else. Her nipples were clearly visible through the bra, but it didn’t bother her.Nothing bothered her. She was slowly turning herself into Rob’s fantasy fuck-toy, and if that meant he’d keep on paying attention to her, she knew she’d never want for.