He pats the insides of each thigh to get her stance open a little for him. Reaching up he traces his fingers along her mons, they are close together, ...iding treasures inside. Parting them slightly with just a fingertip, her pretty labia, those luscious lips poking their way out. As if saying hello to him, her sweet lower lips are smiling in their own way.Looking up, seeing her eyes closed, swaying slightly. He hears a soft moan slip from that pretty mouth. Getting a handful of suds and rubbing. Carmen raised her body up from the bed walking over to her chest of drawers. She placed a chamomile fragrant incense stick into an old candle holder. After she lit the incense releasing it’s calming aroma throughout her bedroom, she sat on the edge of the bed wiping the tears off her face with a tissue. Meanwhile, Joella continued talking about Carmen, tabloid articles, and soap operas until six o’ clock in the morning never realizing that Carmen heard the horrible comments that were made. "There is a house, right down at the south east of the land; on the ordnance map it appears to be a separate property but according to the land registry plan it is part of the property." Interesting. I wonder if that is rented. Brian didn't say anything about it though." I'll get on to the Braintree Council site and check if Council Tax is paid on that house." She hesitated and then went on. "Mr. Morestead said that some of the land is rented, but his plan does not indicate where that land. He then asked the question …’what would you fill your pussy with for me?’ and for one that’s short of ideas I was well and truly stumped! I couldn’t even make allowances for it being early in the morning and having brain freeze from the meeting! However, as cyber sessions so often do this one had to come to an abrupt end. With promises to talk later about the question he asked I was left a little puzzled. What else would I put in my pussy that’s not his cock? I came to the conclusion that we’ve.