She was totally oblivious of my needs. One good orgasm and Julie is done. So imagine my surprise when 2 minutes later, she turned around and sank my p...ick fully into her mouth. 3 or 4 strokes and I am being taken past her tongue and in to her throat. 2 more full sides from the tip of her mouth to embed as far as possible down her tight throat and she stopped. There she stayed gaging knowing the torment this was having on my enlarged nob. That’s it, my previous almost orgasms have joined forces. Gemma moved closer and stroked my arm in reassurance, the softness of her touch made the hairs on my neck stand on end and a stirring in my pants. I shifted uncomfortably trying to hide the growing bulge in my pants. Gemma’s gaze shifted as I moved and she caught sight of the lump in my groin. She gave a sly smile and asked if I needed a hand? I felt my cheeks flush and turned away from her. She came up behind me hugging me for first time. I felt her firm breasts pressed against my back almost. Sitting in The Coffee Spot, Gudrun asked: “What was that book?”“Oh. Haebich documents how the Nyungar people of Western Australiaadapted their rich performance culture to survive the catastrophe that engulfed them, and generously share their culture, history and language in theatre. In public corroborees they performed their sovereignty to the colonists and in community-only gatherings they danced and sang to bring forth resilience and spiritual healing. Pushed away by the colonists and denied. I knew it was going to take all my will power not to succumb to what she was going to try to get me to do.“Come in before you catch a cold.”I followed her into the family room. She was putting a whole lot of sway into her walk and I was almost hypnotized by her ass as we went.“Have a seat. I’m going to go get a couple of drinks.”“A glass of water would be fine.”This was more and more seeming a bad idea. Jackie seemed hell bent on something happening and I couldn’t let that happen. It would be.