." she intoned. "We'll come back to this area in a bit but now I want you to go back up to her shoulders and neck and work those muscles between your ...ingers and thumbs."I did as instructed, though a bit timidly at first. Soon I got into it more and started to improvise. I started applying pressure with my palms between her shoulder blades and worked my way up to her neck. Then I massaged her neck muscles between my fingers and thumbs and then did the same for her shoulders. I continued to. Fingers tickled the underside of her cunt once more, she clinched the shaft of his cock and with striking yanks steeled it into a sturdy mast. She was all fours, her arse a buttress against his pelvis, legs in an upright squat, and cock scooping into the folds of her cunt. The shadows blinkered to each thrust, her rich crimson hair stranded each follicle across bucking shoulders, his cock stamped and sent an orgasm promise with every landing. She huffed and cooed, fanned her fingers across the. Chris was a young lad from work. She had been flirting with him all morning at work and was so turned on by the time she finished her shift at 2 O clock. She headed home straight from work, and as Lee was not due in until 3.30 she though perfect time to relieve her stress before he came home. When Eve got home she kicked off her shoes and went straight upstairs to her bedroom with full intentions of grabbing her rabbit vibrator and bringing herself off in time to recover before Lee landed. It took two of our lot five minutes just to fight their way to the bar to get our order in, there was nowhere to sit, and wherever you stood there were people jostling you as they made their way through the place. The juke box was playing, but was drowned out by the deafening roar of human voices. I like pubs, but my taste runs more to quiet inns with about three customers, where the loudest sound is the ticking of the clock on the wall. Basically, I was hating the experience. The whole point.