My mouth slurped up her own juices as I felt her tongue racing up and down my cunt slit.When we were done, I lay next to her on the grass, our arms ar...und each other, occasionally stroking each others breasts or faces... Amy had in fact never jerked off at all, she'd been isolated, with no friends, and handn't even heard of such a thing. She turned out to be a reasonably nice girl, once you got her talking. Unfortunately, even then, she remained as timid as a fawn.The next day I brought her. His mouth took a nipple in his mouth and sucked. She gasped, and could only hang onto him now. His other hand went to the gap in her dress and slid up her leg until he found what he wanted. Her panties were soaking wet, he grasped them and tore them off. His fingers found her slit and rubbed up and down. His mouth went back up to hers, she eagerly opened it for him, he slid his tongue in. Moments passed, the heat was rising. His fingers now found her entrance and easily slide in her. His. Instead, I went for a ride on the steam railway. I was actually eating fish ‘n’ chips in Whitby when my phone rang. Lisa.“Hi, Lisa.”“Rob.” She hesitated. “I hope you weren’t bored yesterday?”“Not at all. But I’d need to learn a lot before I was actually useful. I’d have to admit, your speciality is, um, sort of ... esoteric.”She laughed, and I breathed a sigh of relief. “You’re absolutely right. One needs to be quite obsessed to enjoy what I do. Other eras, even Iron Age, are much easier to get. ..Brandon Lawrence. After seeing the name, I closed the folder, and scanned outside my window waiting. Brandon was ten minutes early. When he walked into the office, he automatically brought me to my feet. Tall with a light tan, he had his hair cleanly parted to the side. He looked to be in his early 30's. He had well defined facial features. His chest stuck out more than his gut (a rareity in this town). He looked like he did triathlons. "Do you do triathlons?" I was so flustered and was.