Claudette squirmed exposing her lower body completely. She murmured. “I’m not hungry for food. You have something else in mind and I agree. Kiss m..., my love.” It was much, much later before we thought about food.It was time for Christmas break for Claudette. We were enjoying married life as much or maybe even more than when we first married. We would spend Christmas with her parents and then drive to my parents’ house staying in Atlanta for a few days before heading back to Colorado Springs.. Mrs Slack had a favourite frock for Tasca's. A lush green figure-huggingone, a mixture of heavy rayon, with taffeta ruches around the skirt andhem. She did not even bother to look at John as she worked her way intothe tight bodice and tugged the taffeta-lined frock up her stockings andsatin slip. The swishing noise was deafening as the entire frock workedits way upwards with Mrs Slack struggling to contain her plump figureinside it.Eventually, she wriggled her bottom sufficiently and the frock. He carefully pulled out and Becky spun around to kneel in front of him, taking his engorged cock into her mouth. She rapidly pumped his shaft with both hands while using her tongue on his helmet. This combination push Don over the edge and he shot a huge load into her mouth. Becky frantically tried to swallow as much as she could but there was too much and she began to gag. Don pulled out and squirted the rest of his cum over her face and hair.When his cock had finished twitching the last drops. It was only loot! Carrying the heroine would not be as easy as the bag, but Catwoman felt she had more than enough strength to carry Wonder Woman. Surely, using a fireman's carry the Amazon wouldn't be that much of a problem. To make it a bit simpler, she unclipped the dressy star spangled red cape from Wonder Woman's shoulders, and placed it over the bag to sort of hide it from view, just in case any of the guards woke up from their usual naps! Then Catwoman hefted the tall, beautiful.