She decided that she would give herself another half hour then wash the car before her husband got home. She needed to do something about the glare on...the monitor first though, so she got up to go and close the blind. As her hand reached for the cord she saw a movement out of the corner of her eye, and turned her head to look again. Down in next door’s garden the new neighbour was laying out a beach towel on the lawn.As he lay down on it she couldn’t help admiring his slim toned body. When he. They take Anatoly's BMW to the Central House of Writers in Povarskaya Ulitsa. In Soviet times, this establishment was the exclusive preserve of the Writers Union and boasts music, carved wood interior decoration and excellent cuisine. Over the meal, the two friends catch up. Angela talks and talks; the talk a substitute for touching. It's too public for intimate discussion but she feels she can unburden herself about her recent adventures."Anatoly, I want to ask you about something strange.. " I'm going to take your panties off first, then I want you to lie back on the seat and spread your legs. Make sure you're comfortable. I have a pillow in the back seat for your head."I reached over the seat and grabbed the pillow and put it up against the passenger side door. Diane sighed and lay back against it as I slipped my hands under her skirt and deftly removed her panties. They were pretty ordinary white cotton panties, but I put them in my pocket before I resumed my moves. I had left. He ate me to the core. He started with the chocolate bar, and kept sucking it out of my love hole. I wanted to remove apron but he told me to keep it as it turns him on more than anything. Chocolate was melting inside my vagina as he was sucking it. It was mixed with my love juice and he ate it. That’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever done to me. He ate the Nutella on my pussy and the went on to licking my navel for honey. It was mixed with my sweat now, but he still licked it.Avi said,.