’ I had shown Corey my journals which revealed every detail in blow by blow fashion. ‘Oh,’ Henry replied, now glancing uncertainly at Corey. ‘...t’s okay, Henry,’ Corey said. ‘I read what Susie wrote about it and she really needed you. You provided what she needed, really you did.’ Henry smiled at me. ‘I’m happy to hear you say so,’ he replied. ‘I’ve always felt a bit guilty about it. Like I was taking advantage.’ His words brought me a feeling of sudden relief. ‘Henry, I was taking advantage of. ‘Rosaline, it’s nothing — I promise. Sometimes I just think of home and my poor departed mother and father, bless their souls.’ Marguerite put the pillow on the bed, giving it a couple more shakes and smoothing over the material. ‘Oh, yes, it’s a been awhile since I thought of home.’ Rosaline was wistful. ‘Then again,’ She smiled brightly. ‘Jeremy hasn’t left much room in my head!’ She giggled and Marguerite laughed alongside her. It was easier this way. It had been a couple of days since she’d. From behind, where my dress was cut very low, it would be clear I was braless, but from the front I knew I looked perfectly decent, and as long as I kept my legs together when I sat down the lack of knickers wouldn’t matter either.I walked up from the beach and around to the attractive harbour, where I spent an enjoyable half an hour watching the fishermen working busily on their little boats. Then I walked up into the town itself, which was filled with a lively mix of bars, cafes, gift shops,. As Stella began fingering herself, I pushed my tongue and nose back into the beautiful blonde’s open pussy and began drinking the mix of warmed liquor and tasty pussy juices. That was a heavenly blend I never tire of. As I sucked the soaked pussy clean, Stella handed me a small cloth to catch any stray drops of leaking cocktail. Blew began rotating her legs down, first onto my shoulders so I could suck her clit and lap her dripping pussy. I sucked out the cherry pit as I began shifting her G.