At this point my mind was going in all directions as to what she had planed and if I where going to actually be able to taste her sweet pussy.I could ...mell the must of her pussy as I continued to eat my fruit. I started to eat and take my time licking that stawberries and tounge the cantalope, she became wetter and wetter until I coule see her juices on the table.as I finished the last of my fruit she removed my plate to her rear and said thats a good little boy now it is time for your desert.. "Now tell me about your holiday. Did you meet anyone that you would consider worth settling down with?" She just smiled and it was only after the coffee was delivered that she told him about the holiday and yes she had met a number of men, but none she thought much off. "Oh! They were always nice and polite", she said. "But they were so boring and I was beginning to feel that my presence was becoming a strain for my cousin's home wasn't big and I had taken over one of the children's rooms. I. Eventually they succeeded in making him have an orgasm, but through a bent straw, so to speak, one girl apparently knew of the practice of 'Rimming', so with both his testicles, supplanted in different mouths and his bell end down the back of an eager throat, tickling his anal cavity with a very pointed tongue, Jilly rewarded the four girls with a very lesbian night in her large bed.There were other instances we had heard off, where Jilly would ask the girls she was having sex with, to ignore. Nothing more, nothing less! I needed it and so did you, from your wholehearted performance.’ He gritted his teeth at the patronising comment. ‘Erika…’ The hint of menace in her intense blue eyes stopped him. ‘The way I see it, is that if Alistair knew we’d fucked, your relationship with him would be at an end. And if Becky ever found out, I’d imagine you and she would be finished, too. So I promise you I’ll say nothing, and suggest you do the same. Okay?’ Thomas could feel his fingernails cut.