My fingers twirled their way through her pubic hair and she let out a louder moan than before. I felt her legs drift apart and slowly worked my hand ...own to her lips. She was already dripping wet so I slid off the sofa and positioned myself between her legs and began to kiss and lick her pussy lips. Her whole body shivered when my tongue ran down her clit and across the opening between her lips. I swirled my tongue around her slit and then slowly worked it between her very wet lips. . Instinctively I had put my bag down in a corner of the room.Now for the first time I got a good look at the three woman. It took my breath away each had on the shortest tightest skirts I had ever seen on top of this. All were wearing black nylons / black very high heels. They had false eye lashes with heavy eye make up.I was staring with my mouth open. It was Miss Jacks who was the first to speak .get your trousers socks shoes off, place them on that chair, that’s it. Now get your knickers. . his interest hadn't flagged a bit. Cassie's eyes got as big as silver dollars. "You didn't lose it? I don't know as much as I thought I did ... I mean ... I read all the after rescue journals. One has to be objective about written history ... things are never what they are purported to be. I know, I mean, I didn't know. My expectations? Gone down the flusher ... that is impressive." She nodded at 'it'.John let her babble for a few minutes ... he still hadn't gone down when she ran down."It's. It rained heavily all day Thursday, and Phelps confined himself to a single after-work drive-by. He saw nothing.Friday night, he observed her being picked up at 7:30 by the same young man who'd accompanied her to the beach the previous week-end. They drove away, dressed for an evening out. Phelps made no attempt to follow.But he didn't go back to his hotel. Her street was quiet and dark, and the house's rear yard was unlit and accessible. Careful not to be seen, Phelps crossed the side yard.