By midday the sun had become so hot that the shade from the tree was having no effect and I was forced to retreat indoors. The cottage is an old one a...d has very thick walls which insulated us from both the worst of the heat in summer and of the cold in winter. It was much cooler in the living room. After a brief lunch of salad, I went back to my chair and read or dozed for the rest of the afternoon.As Marie was due at about four, when three o’clock arrived I went upstairs and took a shower and. -----------The images on the TV continued to play on, but I was barely following the "plot" anymore, as I began to wonder if I really could let him jerk me off until I came. This wasn't only new and unexpected,it was also happening too fast.I was lost in my own thoughts as I debated letting go of his cock and resuming stroking my own when I was jolted back to reality when his feet and body shifted.It didn't take a rocket scientist to understand what that movement meant and my head tilted down. He thought it essential to agree a timetable, as even for a professional writer, a biography was at least a year's work. A quicker and safer approach might be for each of us to undertake a section of the book. Five of us, not counting The Handyman, might stand a chance of completing it in six months, working part time. Since Loyd himself had known Rick Schwagger briefly at school, he might be the best person to tackle the early years, up to the time The Rocking Boulders began performing in pubs. . YES! Right there, mmmm…". I loved doing this for you, feeling the waves of pleasure pass through your body were intoxicating for me. I stopped long enough to lick my fingers, making sure you could see. I heard you whimper at the site, anticipating what would come next. I returned to your clit now, making steady slow circles, and flicking back and forth. Pressing into you with my fingers now, I felt you adjusting to their size. Slowly, in and out, and farther with each pass, I slipped them.