I pressed those soft, beautiful boobs with so much love over her t shirt. I got up for a second to allow her to remove her t shirt. There she was in f...ont of me showing her body. I went directly to plant my lips over her cleavage. I shook my head there like a small boy.I put my arms behind her and undid the hook of her bra instantaneously. She was pretty much impressed by that and me with the piece of art her boobs and nipples are. I moved my hands on it, pressing it slowly. I touched her. “Have to say, black pantyhose is sexy, don’t you think?” The only reply I could muster was “I guess so, but they aren’t mine.” He said “they aren’t your girlfriend’s?” I repeated “they aren’t mine.” The employee next said “well, that’s a shame that these nice pantyhose were lost. Most lost items we hold in the lost and found but something like this I will just throw out.” The employee raised the pantyhose in front of him and looked at them closely. “I don’t see any rips in them, fucking. You gasped. The pause period is reduced and I did it again building your anticipation. I repeat this until I am spreading your pussy lips constantly with my tongue, before I settle on your clit. Applyying pressure on it as my lower lip is brushing on your labia. You hold my head with your hand in appreciation, ensuring that I stay there, gently caressing my hair in encouragement."Oh don't stop baby, go faster!" As I obeyed, you trembled in a shivering orgasm and gently pushed me away as your. I'd seen a lot since I'd first moved to the Willows. As a barman you find that you study people and the way they behave quite closely. I'd watched many a hopeful young stud holidaymaker trying to seduce Pat and Michelle, and some female holidaymakers, not counting some of the other girls from the village as well. I thought by then that I could read the buggers intentions like a bloody book. And I was pretty sure that the Wanker was after my girl.After breakfast the following morning I came in.