... .” She then began to lick the side of my face and I felt her tongue circling around my ear, “ ..., quite the little whore, isn’t she?”I gr...nted in reaction to the attentions I was receiving and didn’t really take too much mind to what she was saying; I was concentrating more on the sight of Helen and her new lover as he positioned himself above her prone form lying on the sofa. Even from my distance the view was clear and I sucked in a breath as I saw him push his stiff cock into her. "She led him to the drawing room where Tim had taken his coffee. He was still in his dressing-gown and was clearly slightly embarrassed."Darling, this Mr Tredegar."Tim held out his hand. "Forgive me, Mr Tredegar, for being a bit under-dressed but I still have to have my sore bits anointed."He smiled at Wendy who blushed.Mr Tredegar chuckled. "Your fiancée besides being very pretty is clearly either a nurse or a physiotherapist."Wendy blushed again and Tim grinned. "Neither," he said, "but she's. I moved my head down and kissed her cleavage. She caught my hair and clinched them tightly, my hands were inside her vest feeling the smoothness of her bare back. She was now moaning very slowly. I slipped the vest from her shoulder and cupped her nude breast and started fondling them. We were again lip kissing each other and she was squeezing my cock from above the boxers.I again moved down and took her one nipple in my mouth and pulled the strings of her shorts. She was shocked and her hand. I will be back" I say to him with a smile. "But darling, why are you going upstairs wearing only panties with a tiny t-shirt for? Isn't that too much to reveal?" "Stop it honey, would you prefer I wore a burqa instead?" "Ah, no, of course not honey, I just don't think that." "You don't think that what, a black man shouldn't see my legs? I will not stand for racism at all!" I say to him with a strong tone. "No, of course not honey. You are a beautiful woman with a great set of long legs and a.