’ ‘No, not about that.’ she said. ‘Well, not completely about that.’ ‘Then…?’ he looked at her and she nodded down. ‘The wet spot? T...at’s fine too. If you liked it that’s sort of…’ ‘Three damage.’ she said. ‘Finishing blow.’ She bopped him in the head with the sword. ‘You biiiii-‘ he grinned, slumping down to the ground with a smile. ‘Not going to try and mount me again now that you defeated me, are you?’ She sat down next to him, yelping as her backside touched the warm asphalt. ‘So not a. Standing under the shower hot water pouring down over me, my pussy was still sticky and wet with cum. Closing my eyes I could still feel his fingers rubbing my clit and his voice whispering in my ear.“You love it don't you?”By the time I finished my shower he was already at the table eating breakfast. I tried to keep my voice cheerful, "Good morning Daddy."I leaned down to kiss his cheek, lingering to smell his cologne and rub my face against him.He lightly kissed my cheek. Looking up only for. "Remember this daddy?"She stepped into the tiny garment and pulled it right up into her slit, forcing her cunt lips to bulge out delightfully from either side of the narrow strip of lace.I remembered all right, I remembered her mother dancing with her boss at the party, smiling at me as she ground herself wantonly into his groin, I remembered his big, black hands cupping her bottom and I remembered them walking hand in hand out into the garden, "just for a breath of fresh air" she'd said!They'd. I think you'll find that the French courts will uphold a British court's rulings, most of the time. And I do not fancy the idea of spending any time in a French slammer, thank you very much!" We won't be able to get them on a train until tomorrow at the earliest," Monique commented."A ruddy plane then!" Oh don't be silly, Roy. It's far too late in the day for any of that nonsense; they'll have to stay overnight and we'll arrange their passage back tomorrow." Too late? It's only just gone..." I.