I drove home, and managed to smuggle everything up to my room. I took a shower and put on a robe afterwards. I went into the kitchen and poured a glas... of wine to steady my nerves. Still thinking that I had thrown away my leather Steve again barely acknowledged that I was there. I left him eating with a smile inside, knowing what was in his mind but also knowing what was in mine. Back in my room I dropped my robe and slipped on a simple black satin chemise. I then looked through my leather. They make bigger of course---they always do---but she'll take a girl and stretch her, make her pussy lips distend to take her deep. The girls all moan when I push her in, no matter how wet they are, and English Elizabeth was no exception. She gritted her teeth and hiss out a yesssssssssss as I pushed deep inside, burying it until she pressed back against my clit. I grunted at the pressure. I held it inside her for a moment, me up on my arms, looking for good leverage to drive into her and. It was a bad draw. Relax.”I could think of one great way to relax, but she shoved me toward the bleachers and I plopped down to watch the women’s first flight. I just stayed in front of the same court I’d played on. I pulled a sketchbook out of my bag and a piece of charcoal. I caught a couple people in the crowd who held still for a few minutes while they talked and I quickly sketched them. I flipped to another page.Sketching action is difficult. You have to put your brain where the action is. ?I don?t know? Jess replied, ?It just seemed right.? Itook her face in my hands and then drew my lips to hers as we kisseddeeply. I wrapped my arms around her and then broke the kiss to turn itinto an embrace. This allowed me to see those brilliant nails as myhands sat on the upper part of Jess? back. I remained mesmerized.The mood lightened a little as Jessica and I showed our hands side-by-side and reveled in the sameness of their color. We chatted a littlemore before deciding we were going.