’he smiled, ‘They drive on the wrong side of the road….and they have a really cool television channel that doesn’t have any adverts during the...shows.’ ‘No ad’s?’ ‘None. It’s called the BBC and you get to see everything, films, sport, everything complete without any breaks.’ Turning back to the crate she said, ‘Crazy.’ ‘You’ll love the West End in Central London, it’s full of theatre’s and fringe show’s, plenty of opportunities for you. Easy to get to from Guildford, where we’ll be living.’ ‘How. As I did, she let out a breathy soft moan that told me I was heading in the right direction.Shannon re-shifted herself on my lap, lifting her butt on my lap as she leaned in against me, pressing her nipples right into my face. I slipped a finger along the outer edges of her vagina, which elicited another moan of approval.I unzipped my pants, mostly to alleviate the growing uncomfortableness feeling. Shannon didn’t waste any time in undertaking an exploratory attack on my manhood.“Oh my God!”. ' Lon shrugged and pulled her against him; apparently rubbing her cheek against his cock wasn't going to be anything horrible to her... "I expected that we'd come in here and I'd have to tease you and mess with your head and get you hot again and you'd fight and whine, but eventually you'd give up and we'd have sex -- and then you'd go on this guilt trip and tell me we couldn't do it again, and I'd have to break down the barriers again next time..."Beth sighed. "I'm a terrible trainer for. .his briefs. He slowly hooked his fingers under the elastic waistband and slid them down off of his hips. At last what I had been waiting to see was uncovered. His manhood sprung forward as he lowered his briefs. I raised myself onto one elbow to try and get a better look as it was hidden for a moment as he bent over to pull the briefs off and added them to his pile of clothes. He straightened and smiled at me. "Something here that you are interested in honey?" I think it's time we take that.