Suddenly there was a sharp pain that woke Gillyanna up screaming. When she looked to see what was going on she saw one of those fuzzy creature between...her legs and she could feel something up inside her. Gillyanna screamed again and called out to all that could hear her but was unable to move to get away. In moments Dorel and several of the brothers were to her. Dorel was stunned and couldn't think of what to do but the brothers didn't have that problem. They flung themselves at the other. "Thank you, sweetie, you're very nice," Rita answered. She leaned over and kissed her son on the cheek after sipping her mimosa. They were sitting at a small wrought iron table outside in the sunshine at one of their favorite restaurants. They were in a small, secret garden in the rear, which only held four other tables, two of which were occupied. Piano music wafted from a speaker, which was played by a live pianist inside the restaurant proper.Erik and Rita were celebrating a long standing. " his finger sat atop my top lip then softly slid down my bottom one, "just for tonight, call me by my name."Deviously, I grinned and nipped at his finger, "All right...Avery."When he grinned at me, my lips curled over his finger and began sucking on it. He moaned breathlessly as his cock began to reharden and become erect again. Pushing me on my back, Avery lay on top of me, kissing my neck while alternating his tongue and teeth. My hand tangled in his thick, black hair as I felt his hands. The book had come wrapped in a small box, accompanied by a gold tipped fountain pen. After all, he reasoned, she was in Paris and only the best would do for writing when one was in Paris and one should always take a moment to write when one was in Paris. The pen was a twin to the one he used, only with a purple body, while his was encased in blue. He had kissed her on the door step, pointing her in the direction of the fashion district and making sure she knew where she was going before.