She held her hands on my head as my tongue found her folds and worked my way all the way to her opening. She moaned when I very, very lightly licked h...r clit. Carefully I started to nibble on her clit and at the same time I used my fingers to start to penetrate her wet pussy. Her finger dug into my head and I could feel how much she enjoyed my licking. My finger got wet and slippery from all the juices that came out of her. I had not been at it very long, when she called out that she was. They say she was very beautiful and unruly and there were stories that she was a witch. The talk was very ugly and dangerous in her village. But she had wealth and independence and foresight, and she came here with her lover and they built the Tower House as a monument to their love. They both had a passion for the arts. She was said to have an incredible voice and he was an accomplished pianist and they filled the house with books and pictures and music and they lived out their lives in this. I’ll see her in December and I’ll make sure we talk things out. We did a lot when she was here. I’ve learned a lot since I came home from Sweden. I’m still learning. And I appreciate the advice and I appreciate the occasional beating you give me over how I’m acting.”“You like beatings? Shall I get a riding crop?” she giggled.“You can use it on Kara when we’re in a threesome!” I chuckled.“Oh, so you know about that naughty little desire she has!”“Yes. I called her on it, and she didn’t deny it.. “No not really, I’ve been on the laptop. Pearl called, we’ve agreed on the plan for the villa. She’s already organised clearing the plot. I guess I feel a little home sick for Barbados.”“Why don’t you go over after your tour is finished, you know Jeremy and Pearl would love to put you up.” He suggested.“Pearl has already asked me, I may take her up on it when you go out on your next tour.” She turned her head to look up at him, “Bobby you will be careful over there; you don’t need any more.