Their house is too small to put us up." Ah, are they local?" Sheffield and with Hal being a country lad I couldn't see him happy in a motel in the cit...." Very sensible so I expect you'll want to make the most of the Peak District while you're here. Do you know it, dear?" 'Fraid not. I was a townie." Well in that case you need to talk to Frank. He's a volunteer with the rescue service now he's retired and knows it like the back of his hand." So," asked Frank, "Your fiancée says you're a country. .. no wonder he was so unpleasant at first. I would be, too, in his case,” I commiserated as I watched the tattoo artist apply ink to Shiraz’s bottom.“Wow, you’re really getting your ass inked with the words ‘Ike’s Persian Slut, ‘ eh? I love it!” Jane now turned to Shiraz, even as Moira gritted her teeth through her own marking process, biting her lower lip, too.“Of course! Just as Moira’s will read ‘Ike’s Irish Tart.’ That fits, don’t you think? Same with you getting your own tattoo that. Like now as I am carefully licking between the lips of her pussy .She is just moaning softly with sudden deep breath and a giggle. Her hands are running through my hair and at times rub on my ear lobes.She cums without making a sound or trying to push my face hard into her.I know when she has an orgasm by the flow of her warm cum on my chin. Sandy loves oral sex be it giving or receiving ,it seldom lasts less than hour.Her favorite position is what I am doing right now. I have her laying on the. I promise you. I was just thinking on our outing tomorrow.’ Cien nodded. ‘ ‘Twill be very entertaining, I think.’ I laughed. ‘I hope so. That is the entire reason for going isn’t it?’ Cien laughed. It was a strong laugh, thick with masculinity and joy. I found myself giggling in response. ‘Aye it is.’ He stopped at my door. ‘Now Lady Rose, I shall bid you good night.’ I grinned as he lifted my hand to his lips and gently kissed it. ‘Let us meet at the stables at an hour before the nooning.