“Now use your feet to lift the branch off the brackets.”I did, and as the branch fell to the ground I realised that I could now easily get myself ...anging there all on my own.“That’s great Mick, I was trying to find an easy way to get like this on my own.” I said, “Now can you work out a way that I can get hanging by my ankles on my own please?”“You do realise that that by getting like that, or upside down, on your own, with no one else here, you could be hanging there for hours don’t you. ‘A photographer?’ He had repeated, then began laughing much like Beatrice did, head thrown back, mouth gaping open. ‘How much money is that reeling in?’ ‘A sufficient amount.’ C.K. replied out loud, telling herself exactly what she had told him the night before. He hadn’t believed her and she hated herself for letting her emotions get out of control. She had wanted to cry. Not just because of his comments, but because she hated being there, in that room, with all those people who knew her.. Their hands found one another and Chris kissed her should as she drifted off to sleep. Chris wasn't far behind and he was hoping they both could get some much needed rest.Chris awoke first the following morning. The birds were serenading whoever was listening as the sun began to break in the sky. His cock was rock hard and he debated waking his princess, but decided to let her sleep. He hit the head, and quietly made his way to the kitchen. With the coffee going, he pulled out eggs, bacon,. "Did you enjoy that, baby? Was it everything you hoped it would be?" Lucy asked. "Oh my god, yes. You have no idea how incredible those orgasms were, how it felt, your tongue, your fingers, all of it, it was so incredible," I groaned, still trying to catch my breath. "I'm glad I was able to make you feel so good," Lucy said. "Yes, now I want to pleasure you," I said, "I need to lick you, I need to lick your pussy, to taste you, to make you cum with my tongue." Lucy rolled off of me unto her.