She stood over him and pulled her robe out behind her. She settled down and straddled him, the plump cheeks of her arse resting on his chest. The diap...anous material of her robe was smooth on his cock, which pointed at the sky. He watched as she ran her fingers over the smooth flesh and pulled open her swollen lips. She dipped a finger into the wetness and began making two-fingered circles on her clit. "Keep talking."She rubbed herself at a slow pace as he described the taste of Hermione's. Was I hungry,was I tired? Would I like to go out?"Yes," said Mr Kydd, "why don't we go to San Marco and walk through to alittle restaurant near the naval dockyard? There is a sunny courtyardand we can sit for as long as we like."So we went. As we strolled towards the dockyard, a stranger walked up tome. "Can I take your picture? It is Trudy isn't it, you know the model?" Do I know you?" I asked.The man by her side produced a copy of the Star, England's mostscurrilous rag of a newspaper. I was. It still felt pretty damn good. I liked that feeling of being so full of a nice big cock.I was startled when after several minutes Ty raised his voice slightly and said, “Alright. Act one is over. Get in here.”My brain didn’t process that. I had no idea what he was saying to me. But then I saw movement and I realized he wasn’t talking to me! Joe and Cassy were entering the room from the kitchen!The first thing to pop into my mind was to wonder if they’ve been here the entire time! But then,. I still didn't know who this woman is – I was certain I'd never met her before I stepped off the train three minutes ago.Despite my initial euphoria and confusion from that wondrous kiss, I immediately put my guard up."Do I know you?" I asked, trying not to get lost in those seemingly bottomless gray eyes but half-knowing that I was fighting an already lost battle.She laughed, a delightful sound. "Not yet, my love. Or should I say 'Not in the biblical sense yet.'" Well, as enticing as that.