That trio of carpet munchers would keep her carnal fires at bay until after the wedding. Of course, after the honeymoon, she fully intended to shop fo... a suitable lover, preferably French with extensive experience in satisfying female companions in nocturnal activities.The prospective groom had his fair share of baggage that she had investigated at length and came away satisfied it was all under control and of no consequence considering his annual income and his promise of sharing that he had. Until he woke with a start, sitting bolt upright in bed. He was bathed in sweat, which glistened in the strong sunlight of early Fall streaming in through the window."Wha's up, honey?" came a sleepy voice from beside him.His sudden energetic awakening had also woken Hester, who was staring up at him blearily."I had the weirdest dream," said Jeff. "It was so vivid, so real." First night sleeping in a new house," said Hester. "It'll do that to you. So what was this dream? Do you remember any. I am aching and ready for him. But he's not finished teasing me yet. He walks round the table and presents his gorgeous cock to my waiting and willing mouth. He puts his hands in my hair and moans as I suck, moving my head up and down on his cock. At the same time his hands are on my pussy, and his fingers finally dip inside. I am so turned on I can feel my orgasm building. But just as I am near he stills and pulls away...and I am left writhing. But it's not long before I feel him again. He is. She sent him a brief message, wondering why they hadn't met, blah, blah blah. All the usual come-ons which had served her so well in the past. Lane responded, curious about this woman who had escaped his wandering eye for so long. They agreed to chat one night real soon. He thought her to be a real mystery and was determined to solve her. The night of their first chat started out like most had before, with some ritualistic dancing around until one of them began the seduction. In this case it.