She gyrated her hips bring-ing her pubis closer to my mouth.When my tongue could go no deeper into the overlyenlarged cavern of her stretched vagina, ... resorted tosucking and slurping the sticky goo out. The noises Iwas making (and, for that matter, the noises that werecoming from Lauren's pussy) were quite loud, but I wason a mission and ignored the sounds. When I came upfor a brief breath, I saw that Lauren's eyes were openand watching me. There was a smirk on her face.She grasped the back of. We were both pleased to see each other, so we went into this little coffee bar for a drink and a chat."Where do you live now?" I asked, for she had moved out of town six months earlier."I've moved back," she said. "I live just around the corner from you. I've only been back a few days, and I was meaning to look you up."I stared at her across the table, and then picked up my cup. She looked lovely with her long blonde hair and her sexy eyes and her lovely smile. Just looking at her reminded me. "I have no idea. He doesn't appear to have a rifle, and he isn't really dressed for a walk in the swamp. I bet he is meeting a boat. He is picking up something. Something they can't land in a port. Not even in a small port like Blane or New Holt," Hugo said."That's a first rate theory, nice work. It will be even better, if it is true," I said.The time stamp showed it to be midnight when he went to the small boat ramp and flashed the light several times. A few minutes later a small boat pulled. He stood before her, she smiled up at him from her seated position on the bed. She began to unbutton his shirt, occasionally she’d let her hand roam all over his chest and stomach. Thomas was glad at this time that he’d kept himself in shape, some of his fellow chefs liked their own cooking a bit TOO much. ‘You feel nice’ Cherie said to him with a soft smile. ‘It’s been a while, I may be … ‘ Cherie stood up and placed her lips firmly on top of his. ‘Thomas, we’re going to have a wonderful time..