No, really she had to review what she!? SHE!The MRT, she had to focus on the MRT. Screw sleeping, she needed...sheneeded...she needed to sleep. Rob...n had gotten her outer garments off.She was having a fight in trying to figure out how to unhook her bra.(She hadn't taken one off from this angle before). She had just gotten it unhooked when the Sandman knocked herunconscious. Robin fell across her bed and into a deep sleep full ofdreams.It was after a dinner? Hmm, didn't matter, Rob was in. It was the intermission of one of my favourite music acts; they played long hypnotic improvised pieces that usually left me in a contemplative mood. Right now, I contemplated the poise and elegance of this woman as she lifted a flute of champagne to her lips, gently tilted it, and savoured a mouthful. I had been watching her for at least half the glass. She seemed to be alone.My stomach churned with nervous excitement as I tried to pluck up the courage to talk to her. My eyes strayed to her. "Me I would have just killed him." That's probably why they sent you along, so that you could learn a new way to do things," I suggested."Or to teach you one," he said smiling."Mike is that camera ready?" I asked. "I want to know who is doing the cooking in that shack." You should know shortly after you guys place it." Mike said."Tonight after they are all asleep or gone for the night. I figure 3AM is optimum timing." Martin said."You should know best, but for god's sake be careful. I do not. Molly let out a long soft groan.“Oh! Yeah,” quickly followed by, “Mmmm.”Maggie started to probe further along Molly’s pussy which required her to move one of her legs over her shoulder. Maggie just motioned slightly with her hand and Molly’s instinctive behaviour took over. Molly raised her leg to help her mother gain much better access.And there it was, her pussy, so sweet and waiting to be licked. Maggie crawled towards it and planted her tongue on Molly’s thigh and licked it all the way into.