I cupped her tits and she wasn't wearing a bra, pushed her t-shirt up and bared her breasts, feeling her smooth and girlish breasts with hard nipples....y hand traveled and touched her babydoll ass, this girl was so hot. She never spoke and I didn't want to break the spell. Her tits felt perfect in my hands as I was kissing her neck. Gave her a hickey and she was whimpering and moaning with lust. I pushed her hands down onto the sofa, and pulled her shorts and panties down and off, she knelt on. Unzipping his trousers, I could see the large bulge in his shorts and the dry feeling in my throat faded fast. Dropping my trousers to my feet and stepping out, he moved closer, my back to the wall. Smiling again, our bulges touching through the fabric, he looked me in the eyes. Lips parted a little, his pressed to mine while he steadied himself with hands against the wall. It felt strange but not unpleasant, slowly lingering, my bottom lip between his. Relaxing, my hands ran down his back to. She is our newest poster girl. I'm havingphotos taken of her later today for posting on our website. Isn't she acreature of beauty beyond belief?" Mrs. Smith walked slowly over to Maryand reached out and gently touched her hand."She's REAL!" she exclaimed."Yes quite real." said Jenny. "Come out into the middle of the room Maryand show yourself. Say hello to Mrs. Smith."Slowly Mary began to move out into the room. She did a very slowpirouette in the middle of the room, turned toward Mrs. Smith,. " Good idea," I said. And did so.Mr Potter told me that as far as he knew it was in the library, because Lady Anne, we had now discovered that it was short for Angelica, had told him so. No, he didn't have a key or a combination. Odd.We sat there. I rang for Mrs Johnson. No, she had no idea, in fact she said, she didn't even know there was a safe. Strange.But she would bring us some tea. Not strange, just English.HL started to prowl about the room, whilst I sat looking at it. The room was.