Then a long, excruciating pause where Amélie's crinkly fur began, when Amélie almost felt she had to beg to get Sandrine to continue. At last Améli... felt Sandrine separate her thighs a little more, and Sandrine's lips explored her pubic thatch until she reached Amélie's nether lips.Oh, my, Amélie thought. Anne-Marie was never this clever. Sandrine, a true mistress of cunnilingus played Amélie like a violin, or perhaps a bass tuba, if Amélie had ever thought of such a thing, as she drove Amélie. If needs be, we'll settle up later. Now, you've had a hell of a day. I'd have some sleep; I'm going to. Good night, see you in the morning." And like the whirlwind of energy she seemed to be, she was gone. Mike had a shower, drank his coffee, and climbed into bed, naked as usual. Surprisingly quickly, he went to sleep, pondering over the day as he did so. As his tiredness claimed him, he was vaguely aware of the image of Kate's rather sexy rear as she had bent over earlier to put something. Lyle could use an upgrade to keep him competitive.Soon he was outside the shop. Not at all what he was expecting. The storelooked more like a novelty shop you would find at an airport, rather than amall based computer dealer. As he went in, a bell went informing the shop ofLyle's present."Hello Lyle, what can I do for you today." The old man in the bathrobe had apleasant voice. Lyle considered him friendly, at least. Lyle, noticing hewasn't wearing his bowling shirt, asked, "How did..." I just. "Yeah, they're lots bigger," giggling at the look of anger on Beth's face."It's not fair," Beth whined as she ran into her room, making Tony feel alittle better."Cut that out Tony," his dad scolded him, while his mom glared at him,making him feel a little guilty. He shook the feelings off, thinkingthat she deserved it. He looked down at the protrusions again, and wascurious to look at them a little better, but his mom wasn't giving himthe chance to be alone or to investigate, leaving him a.