"well dont worry" he said "wele make sure your well looked after, wont we lads" a choir of YEAHs came from a group of burly looking men. I sat down fe...ling quite uncomfortable, "what does a young lad like your drink then", "erm id like a pint of John Smiths please" i said, he look concerned "how about a fine glass of yorkshire ale from the finest brewers", i thought for a while feeling more settled "yeah id love to try some of the local brew". And in a split second he whipped off his belt and. Her eyes were emerald green in hue and her plump lips were coated in an almost metallic lipstick of lavender pink. Her skin was a darker shade of tan as if she’d consistently suntanned. Her DD-cup breasts were lifted and pert, so perfect that they seemed fake. Her body was full with definition and tone—a flat stomach, flawless hourglass figure, slightly muscled arms, a round bottom, toned smooth legs and thighs—she is just gorgeous. While she is so beautiful, there’s something strangely fierce. They exchanged some banalities in the hall, and he took her coat. Amelie could feel how she blushed. She had really tried to dress sexy, but her wardrobe would not quite let her. Her black silk shirt had 2 or 3 buttons undone and revealed that she was wearing something black with laces under it. She work a leather-skirt, that was too long and too wide to be called daring. She met his eyes a few seconds, then she looked down. He was from Sweden and sometimes his accent could be hilarious. She. My clit ached so much I thought I might come justfrom those sensations alone but in reality, I did not want to come. Not yet.I was intoxicated by the feelings deep inside as my body shook uncontrollably.I was on cloud 9.I stretched out and straightened my legs, parting them as wide as possibleand found that, by alternately tensing and relaxing the muscles in the groinI could intensify the sensations in my pussy. I desperately wanted to squeezemy breasts and rub my nipples, but prevented myself.