Knowing that the two of them were busy at the moment, I knew this was my chance to act. I stood up, quickly stripped off my swim trunks and walked ove... to Catherine. Approaching her from the side, I knew she saw me, but she didn't turn to acknowledge me until I was about a step away from her. When she finally did turn to look at me, her big brown eyes were at the same level as my cock. Slowly her gaze turned upwards from my cock to my chest to finally she was looking me in the eyes. In one. “Have you got a car here?”“Uh huh. Why?”“Go grab it. Bring it closer, park it, ... oh ... over there.” He pointed at a spot half a dozen bays away from the vans.”Timothy nodded and turned away.Five minutes later, Jonas re-entered the pub. Gip raised his eyes for a moment, just to check who was coming through the door, but then turned back to his task at hand: pouring three glasses of good brandy. He had already poured a gin and tonic, as well as a couple of glasses of red wine, a scotch and two. She: Clean my love juice.I immediately got started. It was salty and warm.I even licked a few drops off the floor. In that time, she undressed fully, removing her t-shirt to reveal her perky, small breasts. I kept staring at them and was startled by what she said next.She: Stand up now.I stood up and she took my erect cock into her hands. She started licking the tip of my shaft, licking away the precum that had gathered. She moved slowly and in circles.She folded back the foreskin back and took. ”She leaned forward again, her chin on my shoulder, her lips touching my ear. “Think back to that evening, about three weeks…” she paused “no, twenty-three days ago. Exactly twenty-three days ago. When I met you at the door…”I remembered. Boy howdy, did I remember! Like she said, she’d met me at the door. That was unusual enough, because unless I am meeting with a client, or meeting my partners or crew for drinks, I am home before her most days. She generally stays to help with the evening.