'Any sleepiness still clinging on was blown away by Lucy's welcome kiss. I told her it was a good job that her mother was home or those forty minutes ...etting dressed would have been wasted. She just giggled.On the way back I mentioned my holiday arrangements and what I'd agreed with Kate. Lucy thoroughly agreed with me, even to the point about a break testing our commitment.When I took her round my studio she loved it. 'It really is great, too big for just you though don't you think?' She asked. Her lips curled mischievously, smiling a smile for no one else but him. Pulling her finger from his mouth, she cupped her hand on the side of his face and then kissed him softly.He sighed as her lips left his, and chewed his olive. It was like magic. She was his... "How much longer do we have to stay here," she whispered. Atleast another hour," he answered. She pouted, flashing her disappointed gaze in his direction. He shifted the arm around her chair so he could touch her, and caressed. My acknowledgement seemed to be enough though and she turned on her heel and left. I turned back to the papers spread across my lap and the small table beside me, frowning as I tried again to make the numbers add up. This just didn't make sense. How could the shortfall be quite this big? The text before me danced on the page and I tried to concentrate, despite my fatigue, and I was only vaguely aware of the sounds of her bustling around the kitchen, water running, cupboards closing and so. She clung tightly to her man as her pleasure washed away all higher brain functions. She lost herself in the bliss. Harry himself was feeling amazing as his testicles contracted again and again to pump his load into Bridget. Even after his balls ran dry he continued to grind against her soft pelvis and just revel in her sensuality. “Why Mr. Potter, your work deserves an Outstanding,” Bridget declared several minutes later when she had caught her breathe. Harry snorted into her hair as he lay.