. and I wanted him."You need to promise, that you'll fuck my body all day."He kissed my neck, and stroked my hair. I gasped slightly from arousal."I p...omise."He continued stroking my face and nibbling my neck and shoulder. His hand left my face and caressed my body. I loved his touch, my body responded to every touch and I could feel my wetness just pooling on the sheets.John removed his shirt, his bare torso on my skin. His mouth on the base of my neck, his hand holding the back of my head. My. "Ahem," she said again. "Hi."* * * I won't get into the sticky details of Moni hopping off the table, me trying to rearrange my clothes into something resembling civility (Monica had torn the shoulders out). The girls didn't say much to each other; Monica went to the bathroom, Stephanie slipped out of her heels and set her purse on the coffee table. She waited for me to stand by her, near the doorway to our bedroom."I'm sorry," I said lamely.She raised her eyebrows. "You sure? That looked like. I dropped to my knees and pushed up her skirt to find her wearing new red, see through panties that were already getting damp - that's when I wondered had she planned this evening.I slid her panties down her legs, pulled them off, bunched them up in my first, brought them to my nose and inhaled her scent. Oh yes my girlfriend was turned on - I started to lick from the top of her stocking to her clean fragrant, shaved, wet pussy. Knowing how Barbette likes to be pleased I ran my tongue all. "So," Carmen asked Isabel after they had dropped anchor, "how do you think it best for us to proceed?" I think it best if I go alone. Less chance of any trouble that way," Isabel answered."Are you sure?" Carmen questioned, "What if your father doesn't like the idea of you coming for Teresa?"Isabel smiled as she touched the hilt of her sword, "Constance and Claire have taught me well how to use this blade, and father or not, Teresa will be accompanying me when I return. Besides, father will be.