She didn't want to wait. She was hungry now.He opened the door, motioning, and she reached inside, unlocking theback door. Then she opened it. She pul...ed him to her, then turnedshoving him ahead. She leopard crawled in after him, pulling the doorclosed. Then her hands fell to his belt, ripping his pants open."Hey, there's no rush!" he whined. She caught him in her hand, lookingup."I am hungry now. And I will feed." His retort died in his throat asshe sucked him deep into her mouth. She could. Then she slipped off the bed and hurried off to the dressing-room, picking up her dressing-gown and holding above her waist as a woman does when she fears that her chemise may getcompromising traces! Of course in this case there was no such fear, - but the result was to exhibit the most charming contours! Gilberte in turn went off also to wash off the traces of her recent occupation, for which purpose she did not require to use the bidet! I also imitated them, for my mouth, my lips, my. "I'm sorry for laughing!" she said in short gasps, "but you looked so cute when you realized it was me standing right there in front of you!" Neither of us could stop laughing. We literally crawled to a row of seats nearby and managed to sit down. It took several minutes but we finally had ourselves laughed out and dummy me thought I'd start a nice, casual conversation. So, what was the first thing out of my mouth??"Did you have a nice trip?"In the nanosecond before I realized how I asked what. So, instead of going into full asshole cop mode (one that I do very well, apparently.) I gently asked her "Okay, what is your name?" "Connie." She sniffed. She was already near tears. I just nodded and said "Okay, look. For your own safety, we're going to have to take you to the station and hold you until six AM." At this point, I started taking her in. She had nice breasts and a sweet looking bubble ass, but I swear, my intentions were honorable. Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm full of shit. Anyway,.