She stopped to chat and we stood chatting for about 10 minutes. It was a bitter, cold wind and she asked if I would like a cup of tea as she only live... around the corner. As we walked I said that I wasn't sure if she would talk to me again after I had touched her in the pub and she said that she had enjoyed the dirtiness of it and it made her feel nice.We got to her house and she shouted out to her husband that she had invited me for a cup of tea. That was a shock, I didn't expect him to be. Yes, for those cartographically challenged amongst you, Basel is in Switzerland - although not, I hasten to add, in the Switzerland familiar to ski fanatics, buyers of chocolate and avid viewers of James Bond movies. From the streets of Basel, for one thing, there isn't a mountain to be seen. For another, cuckoo clocks are pretty damned hard to obtain. And snow is an infrequent visitor.Tourists drive through. There's nothing special about the place, and in evidence of that, western born. "Lick me, you mutt. Make me come in your mouth."The collie continued to work his tongue up and down the juicy cunt crack. He forced the hairy cunt lips out of the way to make room for his thick tongue, and thus bared much of the woman's pink blue-veined fuck-meat.Sally really got an eyeful.His tongue slithered up and down, noisily massaging the glistening folds of fuck-meat. He massaged them so well he unfolded them and stretched them outwards, as if they were nothing but rubber. The woman. Slowly moved my fingers over her panty and began kissing over panty. She was trying to hold off as she was ashamed of her bush. But I said ” I absolutely love it” and pushed my mouth into it.The smell of that part was mesmerizing. Her panty was soaking wet, I had a glimpse of the dark lips by pushing the corner of panty away. Gave some gentle kisses on those inviting lips and she shuddered. I quickly removed the panty, bent on the bed between her thighs and started stroking the pussy lips with.