A new touch. Not just air, this time. The lightest of tugs at my hem. A finger — or a thumb, maybe — sliding beneath its strained fabric. What the...��?I tensed as I realized that the breeze up my skirt hadn’t come from the window or a fan. It was human breath. That of someone who’d been watching me. Somebody who must have been aroused by that indecent hemline, and perhaps by a glimpse of my red pussy in the shadow of my wicked, creeping dress. Someone who was caressing my right buttock with a. I'll let you have the first blow.” Luciantmon mocked him."I don't trust you, at all." Jax spat, as he bent his knees slightly, and moved his arms into a fighting stance.Luciantmon shifted his leg position and took a fighting stance, without taking the cocky grin off his face even for a second. Jax gritted his teeth even more, as he looked at Luciantmon closely. His mind began to build with heavy anger."Hah, is the most you can do is seem angry? I bet even Keaton could do better.....Which. They were mouths. He looked across the table at Deborah. He focused on her lips, imagining her kneeling before him. She shot him a look of annoyance and stared him down, seeming to know exactly what he was thinking. He was getting close to coming. The mouth knew it too and sucked even harder. He grabbed the rim of the drum with both hands.* * *Margaret felt more blood forced through the tight ring of her grip. The shaft was rock hard. The head swelled and jumped in her mouth. Sour. ‘Because I suggested you could stay over, if she didn’t mind.’‘Ahhh I see, naughty girl, what have you got in mind I wonder?’‘I’ll get Karen to bed by about nine then we’ll have a few hours to ourselves before they get home.’‘I like the way you’re thinking girl, I like the way you’re thinking, I’d better bring a packet of three then eh!’‘THREE! You wish!’ She laughed. ‘OK brilliant, when will I come over?’‘Anytime you want really, whatever suits.’‘OK, I’ll give you a ring when I’m on my way.