. she was aching for him. "I'm... I'm a married woman..."His lips were warm, his tongue like an artists paintbrush on a bare canvas. "I'm...a married.....woman..."Gabriella fell black. His mouth closed in around her clitoris and slowly, tantalizingly slowly, he began to suck. Gabriella began to pant, a bead of sweat falling from her forehead, she could see a movement in his trousers as he slowly got harder and harder. She lifted his head up from her supple thighs, her honey dripping from his. "Don't you call me ... Brian! What are you doing out here with the little kids?" Judy, is this guy bothering you?" a gruff voice asked from behind me. He wasn't much bigger than me, but enough. I put both my hands up."No, Monte. This is my friend, Brian. Thanks for checking up on me." You want me to ride home with you?" he asked."I'd like to ride along if I could," I said."You go ahead, Monte. I'll be fine. Thanks!" Monte shot another quizzical look at me and then rode his bike toward the. I was too far from the door to reach it and close it, even if I got off the stool and had him follow me (which he would have), that would have been a very painful trip. I did put my one hand over my mouth to cut down on the noise…and prayed that they would knock, find no one home and leave. That would have been too easy.They did do that but then I heard the sound of footsteps in the gravel of the driveway. Although the main garage door was closed; the man-door to the workshop was open. Brutus. We gasped of course. She was the livingimage of Heidi Klum. She smiled and told us that plenty of people had noted the similarity and she wasn't the only one. She told us to benddown and showed on a small screen, Pam Anderson meeting one of theirgirls. Pam looked stunned. So did we. It was like looking..."This... can't be real! IT has to be..." Just go through there... you'll see... er... only one at a time."She pressed a button and a door opened revealing a small corridor. MrLassall nodded and.