Fortunately, although living with Hugh, she had retained her own apartment. The following morning she packed her bags, phoned her boss to ask for the ...ay off, and after leaving a ‘Dear John’ letter, moved back to her own place.Marilyn was surprised during the early evening when her phone did not ring. At nine o’ clock that evening, however, the call did come. After initially ranting, Hugh then moderated his tone and began pleading for another chance. When Hugh eventually became silent on the. .And you are talking like a shit to meMe : sorry aunty if I spoke anything wrong pls forgive me aunty( I told like that and slowly I started to walk out of the room )She : its ok come hug me …But one condition ,you should not tell this matter to anyone and this must the first and last one….Me : thanks auntyI slowly hugged her ,( my hands were rubbing her back side not butt ) ( rubbing her open portion of the blouse )She was slowly getting aroused , I then slowly kicked the door with my leg ,it. Oh Lizbeth ... I'm sorry, don't stop. Yes ... I can't..." The orgasm was almost there. I wanted to scream. All the times I had been so close tonight were all coming back at once right now and all of them were ripping me apart. Oh fuck. I couldn't stop it now. It was too late.I felt something wet around my rod and pushing against me, her tongue? And I exploded; it felt to me like the first squirt started from the base of my spine and came flying outwards. Lizbeth squealed again, but different. Pat and I unsaddled our horses, and unhitched and unharnessed the ones on the cart. We brushed them down and took them to the stream for a drink after cooling them off.While we were busy with that, the girls were busy with setting up camp. They gathered two huge piles of dry leaves for us to use as mattresses. They also collected wood for the fire, and some medium size stones for a ring to contain it.Pat and I staked the horses out in a field to eat some of the winter grass there. We would feed.