I had expected at least some discussion on her plans for Tom’s Birthday but she wasn’t forthcoming on that or any other subject so I didn’t know...if we were still going ahead with it or not. I decided to keep quiet myself and I would leave it up to her to let me know. I hadn’t made any other plans for that date so I could easily be brought into the frame at short notice if I was still required. In readiness I had dug out my old hockey skirt and tried it on. When I first held the skirt in my. Quick, show me. I'm still bursting.' Suzanne grinned like a Cheshire cat and turned back to the alcove where she had just relieved herself over the chair. As she moved, she just knew that Selena was taking in the sight of her firm bare buttocks. 'Oh, that is so very naughty,' said Selena as she caught sight of the thoroughly soaked chair cushion and the large stain over the backrest. 'I've got to try it,' and with that, she slipped past Selena to move her thighs up to the seat edge. Suzanne. He reached down and lifted me up, his great arms holding me close as he gently kissed me, tasting his own cum, I felt his hands slide down my back until they cupped my arse. He then gently lifted me up, my arms went around his neck, my legs around his waist, I thought Oh god what a man! I arched my back thrusting my cum covered breasts into his face.He started to lick my breasts and bite my erect hard nipples sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. My mind was travelling at warp. Why would Clay Marsdale have anything important to discuss with her? ‘What is it, Mr. Marsdale?’ she began. Worriedly, she sank down on the sofa, being careful of the manner of her sitting, aware that she had no underwear on in front of this strange man. Clay leered at her barely able to conceal his lust. His eyes had caught the fact that she was not wearing anything underneath her summer shift, additionally, he had caught the smell of liquor on her breath, and he knew that all was not.