She finally stops moving and her breathing slows down. I move to lie on the side of her."That was too good. Do you think sex is even better?" Amy asks..."I hope so. All I want to do is make you feel that good again." Well not right now. I need a few minutes to recover. That felt so good. I love you so much." I love you too. I'm glad I can give you that experience." We just lie there softly kissing each other while I lightly pet her pussy."We got ten more minutes," she tells me. "One more time?". I was dumbstruck and turned on by how deep his voice was. I stared at him, wondering what he was doing. He put the toilet cover down and I realized he wanted to do it sitting. I was hesitant. I mean I loved the position he was aiming for as I always loved being submissive. But it disgusted me. It was a reasonably clean toilet but I still didn’t want it. He sat down his hairy butt and held his cock up. I smiling lightly at his willingness. I didn’t blame him, this was probably, no wait. He then firmly shut the door again.The police arrived ten minutes later and some semblance of order and calm was achieved. The sergeant in charge knocked on the door. Steven met him and let him in."Do you want to speak to them or would you like us to send them away?" he asked Garry."No," replied Garry, "but I can't not really. The press officer from United's on his way." OK, sir, and I'm very sorry to hear about your bad luck."Garry smiled his thanks and the sergeant left.It took three quarters. " As he ceased speaking, the count felt the hand of Mercedes tremble. "But you," he said, "with that light dress, and without anything to cover you but that gauze scarf, perhaps you feel cold?" Do you know where I am leading you?" said the countess, without replying to the question."No, madame," replied Monte Cristo; "but you see I make no resistance." We are going to the greenhouse that you see at the other end of the grove."The count looked at Mercedes as if to interrogate her, but she.