The moonlight dinner cruise on the river might have been every bit as corny and contrived as it sounds, and God knows it wasn't cheap. But it never wo...ld have occurred to me to invite a date on a river cruise for dinner and dancing. Until I had found Shirley again, it never would have occurred to me to go dancing anywhere, with anybody!But holding Shirley in my arms -- even on a dance floor -- was a delightful experience. And I found that, after a before-dinner gin and tonic and two generous. The way she spread her legs and held her lips open was a hint she wanted my cock there. What she didn’t know was that I wanted to lick her pussy and was surprised when I got down on my knees and lifted her legs over my shoulders. As I lowered my head down on her red pubic hairs my fingers slid along beside her puffy lips. Her hands went to my head then,drawing my mouth down firmly against her wet slit.Lisa was surprised when my tongue dipped her cum into my mouth. ”God damn” she said taking a. The effects of working too many hours built up, and he was often knackered by Friday, and in dire need of a break. At least this weekend would be different!It was absolutely great to get well away from the office for a couple of days, even better to be staying with old friends out of London. He had been looking forward to this weekend ever since they'd invited him to stay. Peter had been the Best Man a couple of years earlier at Mark and Claire's wedding, and had got on very well with Claire. Roughly I took each of her thighs in my hands and spread her legs apart. “No, please.” she begged. “You deserve this babe, you brought it on yourself.” Aiming carefully the next slap landed squarely on the inside of her right thigh. WHACK!! I looked down and saw the red imprint of my hand. WHACK!! I nailed the left thigh. There were now matching hand prints. Much better I thought. She’ll think twice before pulling a stunt like this again. A little of my anger dissipated with the initial.