She was pleasantbut not charged. On the one hand I was relieved. Yet on the other, shedid not engage with the spark that I had come to appreciate. Nev...r mind,I would fill that space with my best charm.I complimented her on her attire. I appreciated her hair. I asked abouther education and where she grew up. I learned of her interest infashion design and her ability to tool leather. I avoided talking aboutmyself. In short I was a perfect gentleman. Emphasis on "man."Yet through it all, lurking. Imogen was gone and in her place was Isla, Newlyn’s second most trusted confidant. Isla wrapped her arms around her queen and the women kissed with desperate fervor. The women climaxed two, three, four more times before Newlyn was finished with the appliance, to be replaced by hungry mouths and questing fingers. Newlyn pulled her mouth away from Isla’s to trail it down to her generously endowed chest. She pulled one then the other nipple into her mouth, grazing them with teeth and tongue. All. My clit was already hard and just begging for attention. He teased me for a while, nibbling my thighs and lower stomach, until neither he nor I could take anymore. As his tongue slid along my pussy lips I moaned, throwing my head back, spreading my legs wider. Using just the tip at first he slid his tongue along the entire length of my pussy, up to my clit, which he deftly circled with his tongue. I began to squirm and push forward. Using more of his tongue he began to lick me, spreading my. He needed no further hint and slid his hand up the inside of her thigh until his fingers brushed the lace edging of her knickers. The tips of his fingers traced the inside of the seam, just enough for Kate to know exactly where his fingers were. Just as she was getting ready to move her hips against him on the next pass of his hands, Paul got up and moved to her other leg.Knowing what she wanted, Paul moved his hands even more slowly up the leg this time, needing to apply more lotion to his.