She grabbed my hand and starting rubbing her twat. She was so wet, her pussy was pulsating like inviting me to discover new pleasures.I slowly started...pushing my fingers in and before i knew it three fingers were in and she was just sliding on them with her juices running on my hand. She grabbed my rock hard cock and started masturbating me. I couldnt take it anymore so i grabbed her hair tight and penetrated her hard. It went in so smooth, The warm of her pussy made me forget all about my. Millie had come into my life though and I would have to accept the fates that guided us together. As we spent time together I became closer to her; a rather unexpected outcome considering the friction of our first meetings. We spent other days meandering around the area and down into Cornwall. I had always loved the West Country and my pleasure in the places we visited was enhanced one hundredfold by my delightful companion.We were exploring Plymouth a few days later when I saw a poster. I watched her for a few seconds and took in her curvy body. Amelie was very French and had that Mediterranean look. She had long wavy brown hair, dark brown eyes, olive brown skin and a very shapely 33-25-36 figure. Her legs looked great but her ass looked fantastic. The erotic display was having exactly the affect that Amelie had hoped and I stripped off my clothes. She licked her lips, enjoying the view of my hard cock and the frantic condition to which she had driven me. She obviously loved. She also couldn't keep her eyes or her hands off the children. She held them and played with them, much to Margie's consternation. There was a wistful look in her eyes like she knew that she was missing something and she wanted it. She seemed to spend quite a bit of time talking to Cindy. Margie was still standoffish, but melted some when the children started crawling over her. The children were fed first, and then the adults had dinner in Belle's dining room. The kids were in their playpen in.