"This looks fun" he mused. Then he found the four clitoral vibrators in assorted colours she had brought as presents. Jenny was only half aware of the...zip on her jeans being lowered and long fingers tangling into her Mile High Club thong. He pushed it aside and slid between her already-wet pussy lips. Jenny froze, looking around, hoping nobody was watching them – his fingers, now wet with her juices were rubbing rings around her hard clitoris. Jenny moaned into his shoulder, turning, rubbing. The worst of the heat was gone and, although the air lacked that freshness of the morning, Cadfael felt a blessed relief as he made his way down the close-packed alleys that led to the main square. The stallholders were packing up their goods for the night and Cadfael could see their offerings were sparse. Leatherwork and cloth, brass pots and gimcrack jewellery with here and there a vendor of unappetising food. The siege had gone hard with the city and no caravans had arrived bringing spices,. That’s what I for one do not understand. Do you feel up to telling us why you did what you did?”She sat on the edge of the seat, nodded, and began.“I know I’ve been stupid, but it was what I was told.”“Go on.”“Mrs Roasbruie [Bingo!] came and gave me the address of this firm. When I learned I’d got in, I remembered she asked me to tell her how I had got on, and I was so happy I went round right away. Well, we chatted away about my hopes, and then she said I could help her in a very important. For the first time, I saw her luscious tits. Either she’d had a boob job or her breasts were simply immaculate - unless I could get my hands on them I would never know. Unable to free my arms, I was still at her mercy. She grabbed her shoe and moved towards my mouth.“I think this needs cleaning,” she said as she gently pressed the heel into my mouth.Climbing astride my chest I could see the open lips of her pussy and the trail of wetness it left.“Are you ready to cum, my boy?” she asked,.