Clare took a selfie of the pair of them and sent it to Anthony.Then the fun had to end for a while the deal was closed and Emilia had to work and work...very hard. Clare found that she could be of help with some of the donkey work and was soon working equally hard . This crazy work paid off and the client had his entire requirements delivered by Wednesday evening so on Thursday Anthony was able to fly home. Both girls decided to go meet him at HeathrowAnthony was greeted emerging from customs by. “Please,” I spoke, having no control over my mouth. It had gained a mind of its own and I let it ramble now about whatever it pleased. “Please teach me something.” I was almost begging at this point. I wanted him to show me what to do, how to always feel like this. “Teach me” I whispered again. I took a few deeps breaths, trying to calm myself down just a little bit. I did not want to seem to eager for what was happening. I did not want to come off as desperate. Though that is what I was. I. Come here. Stand near me. I want to touch this hot pussy. How many days is it that your husband has seen it? I bet he does not want it anymore.” Avinash planted a kiss on my cuntlips as he bent his mouth on my pelvisI shivered with excitement. My lover’s hands moved over my hips, stroking my waist. His fingers moved down between my legs and without warning, he rammed a finger up inside my cunt. I grabbed his shoulders and moaned. “Avi, please…what are you doing? You are making me hot and wet!. My eyes drifted to the kitchen door but there was no Mitch, he was still occupied. Not that it mattered in truth, though, my legs opened wider and my arms raised and folded behind my head, opening myself to this new attention … this new welcome attention.Blackie continued to lick or more like lapping at my pussy, which contained Mitch’s seed and my own orgasmic juices. I was sure his was lapping up the results of my just completed love-making and a smile crept across my face, at the same time.