I let out an involuntary groan that sounded like a low guttural growl of lust and a moan of desire. Yvonne looked at me with raised eyebrows, then not...ced where my face was, she smiled and carried on with the task of extracting Emma's feet from the tangled jeans.Once they were off, they were tossed unceremoniously to one side, Yvonne stood to one side of Emma and slid her hand between the girl's open thighs, Emma moaned and raised her her hips in compliance as Yvonne worked her palm over her. Glitter raining from her pockets with every step.Kate made a grab for Ella but it was too late. The black cab whizzed past spraying her with hours’ worth of December drizzle. She shrieked, hands to her face and then fuck it, she was dancing, laughing, her blazer swinging like the wings of a fledging.And Kate was hooked.“Where, Ella?” She captured her lips right there.Kate had felt that moan escape from the back of Ella’s mouth. Felt the vibrations on her tongue. But Ella had torn away. Heading. I lift them up and place them against your lips. You open your mouth, your tongue moves around my fingers slowly. Making sure you savour, every drop of your sweet pussy juice. I stand up pulling you closer. My arm holds you loosely around your waist. My fingers run a trail down your body, to your waiting pussy. I hook one finger inside the material of your now drenched thong. Pulling it down, revealing your swollen firm lips. Juice now runs freely down your silky thighs. The bud of your clit is. It must be illegal! Oh God it must be! The Governor replies, “Up until yesterday it was illegal. However President Xi has issued an executive order re-instating the garotte as a method of execution that can be used in exceptionally serious cases. Cases like yours. You see the President thought it unjust that while it took your fellow airline employees 15 minutes to slowly strangle to death on a gallows you should only suffer the instant death of being shot by a firing squad. After all ladies.