She started sucking on the vibrator imagining it was a dick. She was already wet, so she put the vibrator inside her and turned it on. She screamed fo... a brief second surprised at the vibration it produced. She licked her lips while moving the vibrator in and out of her pussy. She started playing with her tits massaging them and moving to her nipples to pinch them. She curled up a little and moved her head closer to her tits and sucked her tits. She was getting close to cumming so she moved her. From his vantage point, he must have been able to see her coming a long way off.He looked up at her, a grin of wry amusement on his face, "Coming to admire my work?" No," said Marigold bluntly. "I came out here to get away from people."Marcello gave her a questioning look, "You look like you're ready to spit nails. Should I move off a little?"Marigold shook her head, "No, Marcello. You're rapidly moving up my list of all-time favorite people--even if only by default." Thanks, Marigold." He. Very nice to see you here." The shopkeeper (?) smiled pleasantly at him.Albert smiled at the shopkeeper. "Good morning, Peter." He instantly realized he'd made a mistake in protocol. "I'm most sorry, sir," he sputtered, his eyes wide with shock at the seriousness of his error. "I meant to say Saint..."The shopkeeper smiled and held up his hands. "No need to apologize, Albert."Albert was curious. "You sent for me?"Peter smiled. "Yes, Albert. We have another opening. I thought you might. Beach bonfire right after this. Jon said she could come, he nodded toward me, but he wants to drink some, so… Translation: Riley had to stay sober or I had to go home. Its alright, you guys can drop me off beforehand. Its alright, I wont be drinking anyway. Our responses overlapped, and he turned his attention to me softly. When have you ever seen me drink, Holls? Honestly, I never had, nor had I ever heard him talk about drinking. Jon didnt do it much, but I at least knew that he did on.