December fourth, a van hired to move our bits of furniture and boxes of stuff from our flat. There was still no plaster on the walls downstairs, only ...our electricity points, all in the living room. Cold water taps, in the kitchen and garage. Chemical toilet, washing machine and tumble dryer, thankfully. No stairs yet – upstairs reached via a ladder.The temperature plummeted and it snowed. Six inches of snow may not sound much, but two inches brings the city to a standstill. It wasn't helpful. As his orgasm faded into a warm afterglow, he settled down beside her, admiring his handiwork.She still had her face covered, the sound of sobs coming from within. Those hands however were covered with his cum, the viscous fluid moving down her arms to collect at her elbows before flowing down to her tits, where they joined other puddles of sperm. Her hair too was coated with it. On an impulse, he grabbed her hands and parted them, revealing her pretty, tortured face. For the first time he. Meanwhile Hanna got up and returned to sit on my face so I was all parts consumed and the guys giggled at the sight.Returning to my cunnilingus fun I repositioned myself with Mary’s nice grip on my penis making it stiffer. Hanna voiced her pleasure while also massaging her breasts and daring the guys to do it as good I did. They had moved in to form a tight circle and we commenced cunnilingus school with Mary in the suddenly formed class, guys actively checking out her body with hands exploring. " "I'll bring my all-purpose black cocktail dress and a pair of my sexiest high-heels. How's that?" "That will be perfect" I replied. I wondered how I could suggest stockings and garter belt. I decided against it. Maybe I could arrange for them to get dressed for dinner together. Carla and Carmella would certainly insist she wear stockings and garter belt or crotchless pantyhose, depending on the length and fit of her "all-purpose" black cocktail dress.We talked about wines and other things for.