He had spoken so often about how idyllic the place was; and it was a dream come true for her to visit.The girls were into their fourth day at the vill...ge; from their location they could visit all the nearby towns and historical landmarks. Having just returned from visiting Stratford upon Avon the birthplace of William Shakespeare the girls were ready for a drink and a meal in the village pub. The girls had soon become popular with the locals and were made to feel most welcome. There was a dart. Then she watched him go to his knees. Her head fell back and she moaned when she saw him place her legs on his strong shoulders.A gasp escaped Thomas's lips when he saw Amy's dripping sex. He had never seen anything so beautiful. Her large outer lips were smooth and shiny. The inner lips were swollen and very wet. He could see a tiny river of clear juice running from her pulsing hole, trickling down and disappearing between her cheeks. With an animal like moan, Thomas opened his mouth and. After a few uncomfortable silent minutes."Are you still seeing Sandra?" she asked."Yeah great girl," I said truthfully."Oh, that's nice," she said, but suddenly my heart stopped beating, I just had the silliest thought that she wasn't happy I was seeing somebody else."Thanks for bring me home safely," she said, within minutes I was walking home.After being so close to Clare, being with Sandra had lost its appeal. I still saw her a few times but my heart wasn't really in it. In the end I suppose. "You're in there," she said looking at Emma asshe brought the drinks to the table.To yank Paula's chain, she said. "I know, he put his number on the cup."As Paula eagerly started to look at the cups she realised they werechina not paper, "Nice one, had me there."It was perhaps the ordinariness of the way that Jane and Betty took themout that led Emma and Paula to be sat dressed as girls and quitecomfortable about it in a public coffee bar. Again they were encouragedto sit properly with their.