“My son told me that your partner was here, too.”She seemed startled. “He’s workin’ somewheres.”We sat down in a small conference room. �...Tea or coffee?” Wilgar asked.“Coffee, please. I only drink tea from a billie.”Cheryl went to the door and spoke to someone outside.He laughed. “You appear better than you were yesterday.”“Yes. I spoke with my son.”“The nungungi. Did he take away a burden?”“He suggested part of a method.” I leaned forward. “Do you know the Dreamtime story of how the kestrels. The cool air hit my wetness as her hands continued sliding down my legs, spreading them so her body fit between. Reaching my ankles, she grabbed them and raised my feet and placed them on the edge of the couch holding them there. I was wide open for her as she lowered her mouth and covered my pussy with soft kisses. My hips thrust forward to her as she teased me with her lips and hot breath moving over my moist pussy. Finally her wet tongue moved from the bottom of my slit, parting my wet. "I've screwed up my life Kirk... badly!" I know, but I'm offering you a fresh start. A chance to..." ... to have the life we used to have?" she asked weakly as he started the engine and pulled away from the curb."No, we can never have that again, but we can start over, make things different this time."Her heart leaped, for even through the fog in her mind, Marcy knew she had sunk as far as she could go. Only death awaited her on the path she had been pursuing. Now, suddenly, the one person, she. ‘No’ I couldn’t, could I? Barney tried desperately to fend off the temptation to slip her shorts to the side and take a taste…a little taste of her sweet pussy wouldn’t hurt her…would it? He knelt on the bed between her ankles and leaned foreword, his hands pushed her thighs apart enough to see the vertical line of her snatch beneath the thin white fabric. An almost convulsive shudder went through him as he stared into the face of heaven and knew if he did this she’d never trust him.