O.E?" (Google it)"Yes" he said with a smile, "I still have my flat in Baker St"Author's note, (During WW11, the Special Operations Executive took over...almost the whole of Baker St in Central London)"You crafty old sod" I laughed, "How much does Laura know?" At the moment, nothing, but I suspect we'll soon be disbanding and then it will be up to you, you can tell her as much or as little as you like"Laura returned then with a huge steak and four eggs followed by Poppy who watched in awe as I. I was almost shivering when she took my hand to her right boob and virtually instructed me to crush that. My shivering stopped when I started exploring her mangoes. I took her one boob in my hand and another one in my mouth while she was still wearing clothes.Slowly I tried smooching her; and she reluctantly obliged and once she did, it was the most passionate kiss I’ve ever had in my life. Her saliva met mine while I took off her skirt & top, she was looking heavenly in her bra & panty. Now my. 01: Caroline’s Story: Sunday Morning (Hi, please read the intro to Ch 01 so you’ll know what to expect. It isn’t strictly necessary to read the earlier chapters but some of this won’t make sense if you don’t so I hope you will!) * Sunday morning came round and I was excited by the thought of seeing Mike again. We’d missed last Sunday, he was away at the christening of one of his grandchildren in Norfolk, and we’d also missed last Tuesday because I’d changed to stay with Jo, so I hadn’t seen him. At one point, just after a black had shot a huge load of cum up her cunt, Kano intervened and lifted Angie up and perched her high upon a tree branch so her buttocks were hanging off the edge. We watched fascinated as her pussy and asshole gaped open and sticky cum dripped from her well-used cunt.It was an awful predicament that Angie found herself in. I was seething at what these blacks were doing to my timid and shy wife. But at the same time, I found myself getting more and more turned on by.