“Fine, at least she isn’t related to you. She is old enough to leave if she wants to go with you,” he told her angrily.“No, I’m the dame, I ...ill stay the dame, you will not put me aside,” she said as she locked eyes with Dale.I felt the force she was pushing at Dale. I was about to intervene when Dale groaned and shuddered. “No, not anymore. You can’t control me anymore,” he ground out as if in great pain.“I see. That bloody Bron got to you didn’t he? Then you leave me no choice. I hereby issue. I just gave her a quick kiss on her pussy and shifted to her long and beautiful legs( actually i’m obsessed with girls legs) and started licking her legs from toe and slowly i went upto her knees in 10-15 mins and then i just took a good look of her pussy and started kissing her thighs and my god how tasty they were. i slowly moved up and towards her beautiful pussy when she pulled me up and kissed me deep.I then started kissing her pussy(and i’m a very good kisser says all of my ex. A very rough animal with rough skin.” She chuckled. “Kind of like Gérard.”Amélie poked her. “Stop that.”“Stop what?” asked Gérard as he joined the women. “What are you talking about?”“Nothing,” answered Sandrine. “Feel the stone, Gérard.”Amélie was silent. Gérard noticed, but didn’t say anything. He put his hand on the stone for a second and jerked it back. “It’s hot!”Amélie put her hand next to the spot Gérard had touched. Instead of pulling back she pressed her entire palm against. She felt. ”Oscar got up and threw a Benjamin on the bar, “Dump Abby Ben. Dump her, and then find a way to go back home.” He pulled his sport jacket on and walked away without looking back.Ben sat there and nursed his drink for another ten minutes or so. I know I don’t love Abby, never did. Shit she’s too much for me anyway, long blond hair, tall, perfect figure, long legs, perfect breasts, always well dressed, clever with words. I was never in her league. She married me on a whim. So now I guess she’s.