I slide my tongue over the surface of his cock as my lips move up and down on the head, then further down the shaft. My body boils inside, wanting to ...elease its heat, but wanting to keep it capped tight, not wanting to stop before I taste my lover. My mouth moves faster over his cock, and I let my tongue lick the sides. My hand holds the thick member as my tongue devours it. It’s as if it were a hot summer’s day, and the heat were melting ice cream down the sides of a cone. I feel like the. "Ah, yes." I've always felt that the modern fashion of cladding locomotives in fairings to improve their aerodynamic performance has taken away much of their romance. The enclosed boiler heaters and recycled steam may be cleaner and more efficient but I still recall with nostalgia the clouds of steam shrouding a locomotive as it hauled its way up some bank or other; a sight lost to us today.A waitress appeared. James enquired if I would take tea and I accepted his offer. A further pot, this. God I feel stupid." Don't mum. Lots of women use toys, it's OK." Did you hear what I was saying?" No not really," Allan lied "Just a bit of moaning." At least you didn't get your little thing out," his mum said with a laugh. "Don't know how I would have gone having to pop it back into your pants before the ambulance got there." It's not that little." he protested. "No it's not is it," Tracey said. "I've seen it a few times on hot nights when you kick the bed covers off and even soft it's a nice. "Helen hoped her father and grandpa wouldn't mind. She was eager to play the intimate games that grandma had explained.Before grandma could her mind, the teenage said, "In that case it's okay grandma... please help me to play with grandpa and daddy." Yes, that's a good girl. Remember if you make your grandpa happy his property is yours eventually."Unknown to innocent Helen, grandma, grandpa and her father had already planned these activities. Her father in particular was eager to play with his.