She asked me what i thought. i couldnt speak i was lost for words. my mouth was basically on the floor. she came over and stopped me from speaking by ...ressing her gorgeous soft lips against mine. she look at me in worry, i nodded this is what i wanted. she told me her bra and panties her all for me and i told her they were amazing. she kissed me more passionatly as she threw my top on the floor. my skirt was getting wet cause of my cum. i pulled off my skirt. i took her bra off and began. It has outlived its usefulness and has become a hazard. The gambling side is out of our control and will soon start getting us media attention. The person who won the contest, Beth Adams, what do we know about her?”Bernard rifled through his files he had brought with him.”Beth Adams. From London, England. She is an Architect, self employed. The dog, Diamond, belongs to Anon, but is local. Because of the subject matter we don’t inquire too much. She signed all the necessary forms, not belonging. . . . . . . . .I awakened slowly, then the events of yesterday and last nightflowered in my mind. She was snuggled up behind me, her cock in thecrack of my ass and her arms around me, holding me loosely against herbreasts. She had been delighted to find out I was a virgin and Igave up my cherry to her with all my heart. We had played with each other's body side by side on the bed for a long time as she brought me to a fever pitch. When I was ready, I watched in eager anticipation as. They kissed, with some passion it seemed, and she tried to tug his shirt free of his trousers.“Get this off,” she mumbled. “I’m fed up with waiting.”He sat upright and swiftly lifted the shirt over his head. Muscles rippled in his back. He was skinny but obviously toned, hard-bodied.“What about you?” he said.The blonde smiled. She swiftly removed her blouse and lay it alongside her right hip. Her milky bosom was barely contained in a white lace-trimmed bra. I thought I saw a nipple peeping over.