Heather isn’t dangerous. Right?“I don’t know about dangerous. She’s a good person,” I started.Tommy held up his hand and ran his finger alon... a faint scar that cut across his inner forearm. “So is my friend who likes to juggle. He was quite good at it.”“Huh?”“He’s good, but he tried knives one day.”My eyes went wide. “Jeez, are you serious?”Tommy laughed. “Aye, and one got away from him, one could say. You should have seen Muireann when she found out! She was quite, well, furious.”“I’ll bet!”“I. With his support he guided her gently to the floor. She was moaning and lying on her back writhing and moaning. Her body shuddered as each wave of pleasure as it surged through her body. Lee crawled between her thighs and spread her legs. Her cunt was still contracting. He wanted to push her to the edge. He pushed his fingers deep inside her vagina and rubbed her inner wall near her navel. He placed his other hand over her bright red clitoris.Clara arched violently forward. She cried and. I quickly returnedeverything I had used and took the slip into the bathroom, where Isoaked it in a bowl while I washed off my makeup and ran a shallow bath.After I had washed my face and body, and dried myself, I washed theslip, and hung it over the bath to dry. It was quite warm in the house,but obviously hot outside. Just as I went to put on my jeans and polo-neck, I had a wicked thought. I wanted to go out in nylons and one ofMrs Bowsey's lacy camisole tops under my clothes, as well as my. She kept lubing me up and after the third finger was sliding easily up my ass the doorbell rang. Cindy pulled her fingers out of my ass and answered the door. It was the lady next door, Kay.Cindy brought Kay into the kitchen and was telling her what was going on. Kay told my wife that she had brought over what Cindy had wanted on the phone.Cindy told Kay to strip off her clothes and to lye down on the kitchen table. I was standing there with my mouth open wondering what was going on. Kay.