How are things? Are you enjoying yourself?”“Very much, particularly the last two or three weeks.”His smile broadened. “Crisis management durin... the flu epidemic.”She nodded.“And succeeded too from what I’ve seen and heard. Well done! Anyway, with three months under your belt I think it’s time I gave you lunch and we’ll go into a bit more detail. Can you tear yourself away for an hour?”“Mm, yes please!” Her smile grew even bigger. “Thank you very much.”“Grab your coat and let’s go.”He drove her. Her dime sized nipples quickly jumped to life, hardening and turning a bright pink color. She played with her nipples, turning and twisting them between her fingers.She slid her bright blue panties down her shapely thighs, revealing her blonde haired muff. She ran her hand back between her legs and pulled her fingers through her thin patch. Mary looked back over her shoulder and checked to see that the door was locked (which it was). She used her fingers to spread apart her pink lips, revealing. “You have beautiful blonde hair, Ma’am,” he whisperedinto her ear. “I especially love real blondes.”Miriam spread her thighs to let Mathuga rub theprotective oil over her firm thighs. His finger dippedinto her moistened opening and aroused her evenfurther. Her clitoris throbbed as she realized that shehad an orgasm while laying right there on the loungechair on the beach in front of God and everybody.Miriam grabbed her beach towel to cover her nakednessas she ran. Then down to my breast where he flicked each nipple with his tongue, then he lowered down kissing my flat stomach. Then he arrived at my tiny wet pussy. He started kissing my thighs with such soft kisses it made me squirm. He gently glided his tongue sliding my soaking wet panties to the side. Then he dove in sucking and flicking my pussy. It was to much to handle I could feel the anxiety building up. Then he plunged his tongue into my tiny hole. I started grinding my hips into his face as he.