"Th... There you go," she stuttered, passing Chelsea's coffee to her and staring at the sugar bowl. "So um, did you meet any nice ones last night?" Gu...s? Naaa. Just the usual bunch of dropkicks. I'm sore all over though. We danced all night." Sounds like fun." Yeah. I guess. Just once I'd like to meet someone who wasn't a complete wimp. Most of the guys we meet are like lapdogs, following us around, hoping for a taste. Either that or they're overbearing oafs. It'd be nice to meet someone who. Only then did he release her hand and turn to her husband, acknowledging him with a slight tip of his head and ignoring Rob's proffered handshake. Paul returned with the drink, which Garrett took without acknowledgement, and then turned his full attention back to Sophie."Tell me about yourself, Sophie," Garrett said, smiling at the young bride, offering his hand. Sophie took his hand in hers and he led her away from her husband toward the balcony. "What brings you to me?"Sophie smiled back.. It seemed to go on a lot longer than my climaxes did and I think it was her coming that pushed Mum into her own orgasm, and when she was in the middle of it I slowly pulled the nickers from her cunt. This really pushed her over the edge and she screamed and clamped down on the nickers attempting to stop me withdrawing them. When they had both finished they slumped down on the bed and Wendy acknowledged me for the first time, she smiled nervously at me and blushed, slightly embarrassed. I leant. " Ok," I replied. "Seen Grace?" Yeah, she's watching the radar reheat the burgers." He grinned, "You brought your cat ... and kitten ... oops ... kittens."He was watching Piper show her kittens how to poop in dirt.Success.Piper was putting on a show. She started nosing in the grass around the tower ... she pounced ... a mouse. A quick shake to break it's back and she presented the paralyzed rodent to her fascinated offspring. It has been said that house-cats learn to hunt from their mothers and.