Quietly she moaned propped up on her elbows watching what little she could see of his face that was not covered between her legs. Eyes rolling back in...her head she fell backward on the soft cushion feeling him suck just long enough now... locking onto her clit, batting it with his tongue and sucking all the juices of her body to one tiny point till her whole body shivered and she let out a howl as her back arched tightly through wave after wave of orgasm. Gently he continued to lick her sweet. Who hesitates to answer a question like that? But I did. "I'm pretty sore," I said, "how about you?" Mm-hm," she answered. "That's how I know it wasn't all a dream." Oh it definitely was not a dream," I said. "I could never have dreamed all that."Suddenly Donna let go of my dick and began feeling around on her backside. "You didn't really... ?" Of course not. I used an ice cube." I feel so silly. You scared the piss out of me!" I can't believe how brave you were." You know," she said. I happened to notice a travel show on a cable network the other night. It was part of a series, and they seemed to get around Europe pretty thoroughly. I'll bet there aren't more than two or three people on that crew including the gal who narrates it, and they probably do all the cutting and everything else. It seems like a pretty marginal way to make a living, but they seem to explore and show a lot of new places." Well, that's something to think about," Susan replied, brightening a little. Mr and Mrs Walden had disappeared so I breathed a sigh of relief that I didn’t need to explain why I was back. Grabbing the duster I set about finishing the dusting. I heard Goldie growling and looked around but couldn’t see him. Then I heard Mrs Walden squeal. I started to get worried. I crept down the hall to see what was happening. What I saw blew my mind.I stepped back and leaned against the wall. The scene I saw would be seared on my brain. Mrs Walden was naked and on her hands and knees..