My tongue moved back down between her lips and flicked deep inside her, fucking her with short sharp stabs. I allowed myself to dribble some spit down...over her arsehole and then moved my index finger up and circled it. She responded by pushing down against my finger, her hole opened up and I pushed my spit lubricated finger into her gradually, until it was buried deep inside her. Her movements became jerky as she tried to fuck my finger. I reached behind me and as arranged, Bryony handed me a. Anyway, it was great to be appreciated like that.I think she liked the cunnilingus the most because she did not get that at home. “George didn’t go in for that sort of thing.” She always had two orgasms while I was eating her, and sometimes three, and this was one of those days for three of those wonderful events.Helen needed to rest only about 10 minutes before she was ready for the fucking phase of the combo. She favored the butterfly position as did I, and that increased the fun that I had. He then went and took a cottage which was really nice. It had two bedrooms a hall and a private swimming pool. It was too good. And later only I came to know from the room boy that it was a honeymoon cottage. The pictures on the wall of the room was also the pics of the erotic sculptures of ancient India. Now everything was set for a great show I supposed.After reaching the room, uncle went to bring luggage and at that time she said “Are you happy now my baby? We could do all this and come here. She tiptoed down the hallway and used the reflectivity of the glass of one of the pictures on the wall to spy into the living room. At least two perps, one holding Seth. She couldn't rush in or her son could be hurt. Her only chance was to bluff."Put the child down carefully and walk away," she called out, "and I won't put a bullet between your eyes. I'm a police officer...you've made a big mistake coming here." I'm surprised you're awake, Detective Shepherd," a female voice with a Southern.