Suddenly, Sarah nudged himaway and purred, “James, would you like some dessert?”She then lifted her skirt and James’ jaw almost fell...out. The split crotchpanties, and garter belt formed a frame for her pussy, and her neatlytrimmed pubic hair. He dove between the legs and started licking as if hewas a starving man. However, instead of her sweet nectar, all he got was amushy substance, which tasted like chocolate.“So this is what you did with the mousse,” he. She let me leave the hand, I brought it down and started fondling with her breasts, they felt firm and excited. I slowly lifted her dress and touched her clitoris, her pussy was soaking wet, she resisted and said I’m a married woman, I kept going and she seemed to enjoy it, she would have never had an exciting time like this, I kept stroking it. She slowly whispered, what about your friend ? I said he is fine. We are going to treat you to your best night ever. She stayed quiet, and got the. The bunny smiled back uncannily for only Theo to see. Ned replied truthfully:"No, not really. But this is what I have to do. I need this, or else I feel I'll drive myself mad with hate and guilt."Theo spoke, his words carrying a touch of bitter sweetness:"I have no-one else to care for than my people, well, except Bo. Even though they're not really my people, I fell I need this as well. Fate, it seems, has brought us together." I don't believe much in that sort of thing. It's thinking about. We set off, it was about 45 minutes to her bungalow but she turned out to be fairly proficient rider as she leaned the right way as I took bends and generally behaved well holding on for dear life to my coat, occasionally as we slowed or stopped for traffic lights I would catch a whiff of her perfume which I believe is called Tweed and for some reason when I did my cock took a little twitch but I dismissed it as a trick of the light, her house lights were on a sensor so when we got their the.