"Old Man Ramsey would never sell the island," I said. "That's right," Vanessa agreed, "but Old Man Ramsey is dead. And his son is not so sentimental."..."And you bought it?" I asked, a sense of cold foreboding creeping over my heart. "Yes," she said, "but don't worry. I'm happy to continue leasing the cottage to you. I only need the main house." She could see from the scowl on my face that I was not happy with this turn of events. "Don't worry," she tried to reassure me. "I'll leave you alone to. I looked at his face and he had a shocked look – like someone had done something to him. I looked down at myself and I found out why he looked this way. My shirt was pulled up and I am sure he could see my hairy pussy and part of my naked ass. I pulled my shirt down to cover things up and got to my feet as fast as I could, and so did he – he was not bad looking, 20ish with brown hair and muscular build. I apologized and so did he, we made sure that we were each ok and off I went towards. The three where already quite drunk from the day’s revelry, now topped up with more Prosecco made them all relaxed. Watching the vintage TV channel, coincidently playing song after song from the 70’s, Jules decided she wanted to continue dancing so stood up and proceeded to dance on her own, watched by both Dan her husband and John their new ‘friend’ as Jules danced the top of her dress would occasionally fall away from her boobs, only momentarily but enough to attract the attention of both. She nods her head. I sit on the edge of the chair and pull the ottoman close infront of me. The slapping has left her pussy swollen and deeply red. I lean inand give her a long lick, starting at her clit. Taking her lips into my mouth,I begin to suck and tug on them. With each tug, she moans, and with what littlemovement is afforded to her, she attempts to grind into my face. ?Take your hand, and pull your hood back, I want to get to yourswollen clit.? ?It is too sensitive.? ?Would you prefer.