No surprise there. This was the South. This was Savannah. ‘That’s Martin Lewis’ sister, Muriel Roberts,’ Miz. Tracy said. ‘He’s the owner ...f the inn across the square—you saw him pass by just now, I’m sure.’ ‘He’s a dreamboat,’ Miz. Donna said, her own voice showing dreamy. ‘She used to take coffee with us here regularly, Muriel did,’ Miz. Tracy said. ‘Don’t know why she stopped, though. She hasn’t been around in a while. Maybe it’s her husband. He plays the sax. Used to work in the clubs. It was something of a contradiction when she felt one, then two fingers penetrate her and then the pressure of his thumb on her clitoris. This wasn’t a man who didn’t know how to pleasure a woman and she could feel herself succumbing to him with each thrust of his fingers and stroke of his thumb.It had been a long time since any man had made her orgasm through finger stimulation alone but she knew that one was already close, when suddenly he withdrew all contact from on, and in, her body. He. I was on the verge of dozing off when I heard someone calling my name from the front of the house, I called out that I was in the back, and for them to come around the house.The gate opened and in walked Melissa, “your early” I said. “only a little” she replied, I checked my watch and sure enough it was 3:40. she sat in one of the chairs and set her bag down at her side with a big sigh, “long day?” I asked, she smiled and nodded as she leaned back in the chair and closed her eye’s to the sun.. ’ She suggested. As soon as we walked in her place, we were ready for nonstop action. With fiery lust in our eyes, we popped Ecstasy pills and practically tore each other’s clothes off in the bedroom. We were nude, and I threw her to the bed. My condom-covered dick stood straight out. I think Dellanira still could not believe how big my dick was as she stared at it. I climbed on top of her, and sank my dick into Dellanira’s wet pussy. Holding me tightly, I began working my magic in and out of.