You kiss and nibble down my neck and between my breasts which are aching to be touched. You tease me, kissing down to my landing strip, blowing on al... the juices that are flowing out of my hot wet pussy. I am arching up to you begging you to touch me, to let me feel you.You just look up at me as you lick some of my juices off my inner thighs. Oh god I want you so bad. You move back up my body to my heaving tits, but again you tease me, just holding your mouth over my nipple and breathing on. I've always thought Rachael was a very beautiful attractive young woman, but you just blow my mind looking at you right now." At that moment he reaches to unzip and unbutton his pants and I can only keep my eyes on the hard cock he has just bulging in his briefs just about a foot away from my face. He then pulls down his briefs and out comes his hard cock just now inches from my mouth. He softly runs his hand over my head and I take my hand and grab his cock and start stroking it slowly. This. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for my manner on the deck." It's ok. Come in, I was just getting ready for bed." No its ok, I should back." Atleast share a glass of wine with me." Dorothy walked in shutting the door behind her. Sir Thomas handed her a poured glass and raised his. "Here's to killing that bitch of a witch." Dorothy laughed and took a sip of wine. It slide down smooth like ice tea her Aunt would make on warm days. He sat down in chair, taking another sip. Dorothy sat on the bed.. . well, I don't know what to say. Er..." Astonishing?" Yes, that will definitely do for a start." Look, we are clearly going to have to spend some time with each other but, where to begin?" Well, let's be practical. Can I call you Catherine? It seems as if my displeasure at the way Jenny McEwan's research investigation has been handled should not be directed at you." I agree, it should be directed upwards, you might say, and it's Cathy, not Catherine." Good to speak with you, Cathy. I am.