I leant my forehead against the cold window, condensation forming on the glass. I pulled my outstretched legs into me as I lay on the window seat, snu...gling down into my woollen turtleneck as I did so, the fitted material stretching at my chest. The fire was roaring opposite me, the heat warming up my bare feet. I glanced down at my sweet little toes, with the nails painted a sexy crimson. My husband loved my feet so I kept them smooth and moisturized, making sure they were delectable for. She covered the microphone and said, “B stop it just wait until I get off the phone, it’s my boss.”I took that as a challenge, engulfed her big toe, and let out a synchronised moan with Hannah. She tried to end the call as quickly as possible. As she ended the call she retaliated by shoving her feet into my mouth as hard as she could, until it made me gag. She just let out the cutest laugh and said in a sexy voice, “You couldn’t wait two minutes?”I crossed my head and began worshipping her feet. Finally feeling called upon to say something else he almost whispered, ‘Love! We can’t bear to be apart . . . there’s only one solution. . .’ Picking up his thread of thought she continued on, ‘We have to go together.’ Words were now put to the thoughts they’d each silently accepted during their daily chores. Throwing her arm around him, squeezing as tightly as she was able, and with a tremor in her voice she haltingly said, ‘I can’t bear the thought of you shooting me and then yourself. I. " It is a public coach," I told them, "you can't get away with the kind of fun we have on our own team coach." So, you had better keep quiet then unless you want to attract attention," Dave told me.They started undoing the buttons on my dress, taking turns to undo the next. Jack turned to the elderly man near him."You don't mind if we have some fun, do you?" he asked. "The lady does have a safety word she can use anytime she wants." So long as I get to watch, I don't mind at all," the man told.