The music was so loud, making Steve lean forward to speak ‘You sure you want to see this Abi ? I expect it will leave nothing to the imagination.’...Abi had imagined the club would be far seedier than it actually was, although the wine they’d drank over dinner earlier had also left her a little light-headed.She turned to Steve, smiled and kissed him lightly on the cheek ‘I want nothing left to my imagination Steve, I wouldn’t miss this for the world’. As she spoke she tucked herself close to him. We sat again and played our mutual favorites, to begin with.It was quite high tension where she was oozing sensuality and I was deciding when to tell her how much I want her. So I asked her if she had plans for the evening? She said no.She was not able to decide what to do the whole day so called me in the afternoon so that she doesn’t have a boring one. I sensed an attempt from her to try n tell me it’s me who she wants. So, I looked at her and leaned towards her. She closed her eyes and I. "Mmmmmm, you're so urgent, my sweet, my only," gasped Noor as Anna began stroking the lips with her fingers, feeling the sticky heat cover the tips. "I won't last if you keep that up."Anna looked up briefly, smiled, then returned to the horsemaid's exposed cuntal opening. She licked her fingers slowly, tasting the female juices of her lover, then moistening her fingers and returning to stroke again. Each time she passed over the entrance, she delved a finger deeper, reveling in each gasp she. ”“Oh, gosh, Mizz Barton...”“Hon, he’s eighty-one. He’s had a lot of good years, and I’ve been with ‘im for most of ‘em. I don’t like it, but it’s the way of us all. Please tell me you can visit.”“Give me your address. We’ll be on the road...”“Thank you, Dan.”“Praying for you all, Mizz Barton.”The phone clicked. I bowed my head for a quiet moment, then I punched up Cindy.“Hey, babe!” my redhead chirped. “What’s up?”“Mister Barton...”“Oh no ... We haven’t seen in him the last few.