"Oops!" She sat upright. Too late."Sorry! I should have warned you, it's a bit lively!" Eeeek!" She brought her upper arms together to try and stop he... boobs jiggling. All it did was to make them stick out twice as far. The beer was still foaming up over her hands and dribbling on to her chest, frothing as it soaked into her T-shirt. A fine seductress she made; she couldn't even open a can of XXXX."Wow, you'd better take that shirt off before it stains," Mr Devonshire remarked, not stirring. .. > oh god baby its soaking now- then I want to have my finger soaked by your juice...- I then bring my fingers to my nose in order to enjoy the smell of your juices which is the best perfum in the world > why not just go down there and smell it? ;) - yes, but I first take my time enjoying it slowly while I can still hold you embrace you kiss your neck and mouth making your skin becoming goose neck appearing all over. Mostly, he just seemed very ... timid. ***He didn't appear to be that way now, reading off his notes to theFSS - a typical pilot: all business - as direct, and brief, aspossible. It was a good thing he was so thoroughly engrossed in hisconversation. I'd have been embarrassed if he'd caught mestudying him so closely. There were little things that caught myattention. Most guys his age had rather bushy eyebrows. Hisweren't. They weren't femininely thin, either, but theydefinitely had the. "I want to suck your pussy. I want to slip my tongue inside your fuckhole and suck the juices from it. I want to fuck you everywhere... between your tits, in your ass, in your cunt. I want to suck your tits. I want to do everything to you!"Cheri smiled as she kissed him and fisted his cock again, feeling his long fucker leap in her hand.She liked what he said. It excited her and made her feel more of the mature, free woman she wanted to be.Together they sank down, her hand closing tighter.