Her little ass was pushing against my cock, but I had to get a look at this wet beaver.I guided her into a half turn and bent her over the kitchen tab...e next to the door. The crotch of her stretch pants was soaked, but I couldn’t see much beyond my two wet fingers. I pulled out with regret and jerked the waistband down to her knees. A hand on each ass cheek to spread her wide for a better view. The ginger curls were wet and dark now, her pussy lips pink and swollen and glistening. Creamy foam. " And bring us a bottle of Bolli and two glasses, will you?" Certainly sir".Handing me a fizzing glass of champagne, the old boy smiled mischievously. "We'll go and take a look at your domain in a bit. But let's have a glass or two of fizzy first, shall we? And do call me Algie."In less than half-an-hour we'd demolished an entire bottle of Bollinger. This sprightly old man seemed to have hollow legs. My skirt was now well above my suspenders. He moved closer to lift it up, exposing my erect. She had decided to go for the false progress route. He would think she was growing comfortable with his presence, sleep soundly, and then she could sneak out. It wasn’t the best plan in the world, but it was something. Alec returned shortly with his clothes and threw them in the designated drawer, then they both went to the living room and turned on the television. Ellie curled up in one corner of the couch while Alec sat on the opposite end. He selected a comedy they had once watched together.. "Sorry." I paused. "Look, Sarah, I know you're just worried and what-not. But I don't see what's the point of it all." "The point is --" I held up a finger at her, cutting her off. "I know what you were about to say. That 'To be happy and loved and live happily ever after, blah blah blah'. But, like I said: I think it's a waist of time. Everything comes with a price -- even so called love. I don't want to fall in love 'cause people tend to get emotional. And you know I hate that, just by.