THE SHOW IS OVER! (Ohhhhh ... YESSSSS.)Daisy pulled Sharon's quivering body to it's feet and held her firm against her. She kissed her hard, tasting h...r own flavoring on her tongue.Sharon convulsed once more. She started to sink but Daisy held her up once more."It appears that this model has become over heated and will need immediate mouth to mouth resuscitation. Would Models number two and three please assist me in this."Amy grinned as she quickly got to her feet. Her own knees were a little. 'What was that English phrase you taught us? Oh, yes: "sounds like a plan". It's more or less what I expected you to say. It's like you: calm and thoughtful and exciting.' Her face changed. 'I'd like to give you a New Year present. You gave me that beautiful bracelet that I can't wear in public, and all those other things, and I'd like to give you something too.''You don't need to thank me for anything and you already gave me lots, Uli, and a new wallet as well: there's no need for anything. Not with what you have to offer the world!’ There were whoops from the audience. ‘Of which we shall see more later!’ A spontaneous applause. ‘You’ve now left Congress, I believe. And live in the Country. I take it you enjoy the escape from the hustle and bustle of the big city.’ ‘I don’t see it as an escape, more an opportunity to be more myself. Nothing beats the feel of country air on my skin or of grass between my toes.’ ‘Very poetic. Are you making more movies in the Country, then?’ ‘I may.. She hadnt particularly cared for it then but now found herself anticipating the nectar that awaited her. The woman had her skirt bunched around her waist, her hands holding tightly to the table she was sitting on. As soon as Lucys tongue made contact with the extended head of her clitoris one of her hands came behind Lucys head and forced her face into the dampness of her dripping cunt. Oh yea, thats it. She hissed as she hunched Lucys darting tongue. You do know how to eat a twat, honey..