I tried to follow her and there was a big window looking down onto the street from the second floor where I was. I didn't see her so I figured she had...taken off and I'd missed my opportunity. I was still hopeful and tried to get out the front door, but it had been closed and locked. I continued through the venue and went down the back set of stairs which spits you out at the back of the venue. When I opened the door, to my surprise she was waiting out there. "Fancy seeing you again. What are. I was about to see her completely nude, I knew. Her big boobs bounced back to life with their unexpected freedom. They were bouncing and swaying side by side with eroticism.She then undid her petticoat knot; I thought it would hit the ground immediately. But it didn’t, where it was stuck! I became restless! She was not holding it! Alas, it was my mistake; petticoat was still clinging on her body; more preciously on her big ass. She was having a massive round ass. She then put her fingers inside. We all knew she had progressed from the 'they can finger not fuck' and'I'll suck not fuck' stage. When she and her boyfriend stayed over atour house we could hear them making love in the spare room, and theevidence left on the sheets only confirmed. The sounds of them makinglove, turned both Kate and me on. The whole house would soon filledwith the sounds of love making. Ellie's mum was also aware of her lovemaking."After all," she said, "I'm the one that washes her knickers."We all wondered. “TIS A STINKING ENGLISHMAN STEALING MY GOOSE I SEE!”“Ohhhhh shit!” moaned Jack.The goose did. And for you city folk, you need to know that geese excel at that particular bodily function. More about that later.It was a footrace. It shouldn’t have been much of a contest at all, what with Mortimer covering as much ground in one stride as it took Jack three to traverse.But that goose unlimbered a good five or six pounds of slippery gray goo which, after the first part struck Jack and he then moved.