Elaine saw her, called out "Hi there, Denise! How was the holiday?" before noticing the bloodshot eyes, the fatigue around them and the set expression...on her face.Denise was not happy. Jim hadn't called, and his phone seemed to be out of charge or switched off. She couldn't believe just how stupid she'd been, giving herself to him like that. She'd told herself he'd call after all, but when she began to accept that he wouldn't she'd thrown things at the wall in anger. Now she was just depressed,. My eyes went wide as I realized that most of it was in French. Shaking my head I was glad that I could read and write in more than five languages, French being one of them. It made the work I did far easier.A rugged, large framed short brown haired woman appeared a moment later. I was reading through the choices as she patiently waited. "How is the otter stew?" I finally asked looking up."Eh, not too bad, it’s not as fresh as usual though. It’s been a while since we've had really fresh meat. The sting made my pussy tingle and I was aware of seeping juices wetting my panties. I wanted Glen’s hands down there, then his cock — everything that I’d waited so long to experience.Quickly my pants were unzipped, pushed down and off my feet. I lay on the blanket as naked as the day I was born, feeling the salty breeze wafting across my hot flesh. I was in awe of what was happening. Glen stroked my body, gazing into my eyes as he slid a hand between my thighs and eased them apart. He was. I sat back on couch near her vaginal area and split her wide open by pulling her legs apart. She laid there watching me. I rubbed the lips of her vagina. She moaned by pushing her head backwards. I rubbed her majora and minora and the lips harder. I inserted my finger in her cunt and started fingering her. She was loving it. She told me she did not want my finger but my hard long shaft. I told her to wait. I was not in any hurry. She told me that she was dying to take than manly stuff in. I.