Once home my hand slithers to a treble in and out of the sticky white cotton, while I replay today's ride with a few added imaginings.Something a bit ...ifferent for tomorrow, I decide.At closing time I do my now ritual clothes swap. Today I have brought a prop, a large ring binder, which I'll need to mask my braless breasts for the short walk to my bus-stop.I clutch my binder all the way to my seat where I place it carefully beside me, next I fiddle my earphones from my bag allowing my breasts. It is everything about being normal. At least what normal used to be like. It was about two people connecting with nature, connecting with each other, and connecting with how life used to be. No electronic devices to distract from the objectives. No contact with the outside world. Oh that did not sit well with Cindy’s best friend or her business associates. The same went with Ron’s family and his partners. They all knew deep down that Cindy and Ron both needed this, but it did put pressure. We were well into the second series of 'A detective called Grantham' when Ashley left the set to take a phone call. Fifteen minutes later she came out and told the crew to pack up for the day. She then caught my eye with a sideways nod of her head. She mouthed, "Office."I joined her in the office and could see from her expression that this was serious. "What's going on, Ashley?" John has buggered off to the States again. It would appear he was funding this himself and now he has run out of. Jordan was going to love this even if it did catch her off guard at first. One last push, each drop came flowing out between her lips coated his dick his balls and Dan’s mouth all in one steady stream. He felt her shudder; it was hard to remember a time he had pleasured her to that point or made her cum that hard. Nick slid out of her, his cock practically soaked thru with her climax and just as he leaned back Dan wrapped his lips around nick’s hard pulsing dick. This wasn’t exactly part of the.