The early morning sun reflected off the ivory snow lighting up her face as she smiled and thanked me. She looked so beautiful with her hair shining hi... by the sunlight. She insisted to do it herself making it an excuse for the needed exercise. I do not know why, I also insisted that no, she did not and gave her a big smile mentioning that Leslie would be very mad at me knowing that she had to shovel the snow. I told her that it would not take me long to finish it. I shall never forget her pose,. I hadn't been able to see them from inside the room. That was even better. The temperature outside was cold, but not freezing. The temperatures had risen some during the day. It was now in the fifties.Not that someone hadn't thought ahead, I discovered when I set the bottle on the table. There were a couple of blankets in a zippered plastic holder in one of the chairs. I guess even in this weather someone liked being outside. If I got too cold, I could use one.Taking the bottle in hand, I tried. In the room were three large sofas and in the middle one, three persons were seated. A stout guy who looked around forty got up and shook hands with us.“Hi, I am Shyaam, executive producer of the teleserial!” While Shyaam shook hands with my wife, I felt his hands lingered in her palms for some more time. He then introduced us to the other persons in the room. There was an elderly man in his sixties who was the director of the serial and there was a cameraman who was in his thirties. I felt. .... yes I will I continue to explore her its so wet down there now I stand up and stand between her legs and grasp an ankle in each hand and move her legs further apart I lie down between her thighs and start to lick her pussy just gently licking her clit and exploring all around it the sweet smell of her fills my headI start to lick in earnest now Sheryl is murmuring and whimpering in her sleep my cock is bursting now its leaking pre-cum all over, I start to thrust my tongue into her she.