" Ah, it's a hard life being a trainee groupie." Trainee groupie?" Lorraine giggled, speaking a little louder than she'd expected."Trainee groupie. Th...t sounds like an interesting career choice." Aiden looked over. "Is that like an apprenticeship scheme?" You're overqualified," Corrine told him, bluntly."Anyway, you can't be a groupie if you're in the band," Lorraine reminded him."What do you call the idiot that can't play music and hangs around with the band?" Aiden asked, with a broad. He put his fingers between his thick lips and smacked loudly."Damn, this little honey tastes good too! She tastes like chicken, that is, finger-lickin'-good chicken." Miriam blushed.Marcus leaned over and kissed Miriam full on the lips. His tongue explored the deepest recesses of her sweet mouth. She could faintly taste her own pussy juices lingering on his probing tongue.Miriam's heart skipped a beat as his fingers found her excited clitoris as his other hand massaged her firm breast. He. She turned round and said, "Would you mind, I can't really reach from here" gesturing to the clip of her bra, I think she was just using it as an excuse to allow me to touch her, I took the garment in my hands and undid the hook and eyes and stood back, she looked over her shoulder and smiled, "Thank you Jack, you know some men would have tried to grab my breasts while doing that."I smiled at her, "I think I'll have plenty of time for that," she laughed in that melodic way and turned with her. The cabbie kept glancing back at her as they rode and refused a tip upon their arrival. She flashed him a million-dollar smile and rang the bell to the Moreaux residence. Gilles Moreaux answered the door and from the smile that crossed his face, Mila knew she’d worn exactly the right outfit for the evening. He ushered her in and the pretty girl would have sworn his eyes were on her buttocks as she walked past him. Let him look , the blonde girl thought to herself maybe it will speed things up! .