You pull back and look at my sweet wetness–wide open and wanting. Shifting, you raise one of my knees and put my leg over your shoulder, giving you ...reater access. Diving back in, you assault my clit with firm strokes, light strokes, long and short, fluttering flicks. You hear my moans of pleasure and the juices of my excitement. >> Taking your free hand, you run your fingers up the back of my leg resting on your shoulder. Your other hand goes upward, just below my belly-button and presses my. " I am glad you did," Charlie told her. "We can check out your relationship, but whether or not you are right about this, we will help you anyway. We are not going to leave a young girl and her mum facing this kind of thing alone."At that a coloured detective inspector approached us and asked Charlotte if she was prepared to answer some questions regarding what happened.I asked if I could stay with her while she did so as she was pretty upset by everything that had occurred. I told him we were. Garry's heart sang. Finally she spoke."That's beyond all our hopes. Oh, Garry, it's wonderful. I knew they liked you a lot as well as knowing you were a good footballer but this is oh ... oh..."She flung her arms round him and held him as tightly as she could."Polly darling," said Garry as he prised her off him. "I don't think we should hang about any longer. I think we should find a house and get married as soon as we can." Yes! Yes!" She twined herself round him again. Suddenly she pushed. " Our eyes fixed as she slid her delicate hand over mine and brought it to her lips. She softly patted kisses on my tingling fingertips. Her warm breath ran over the back of my hand. I placed the knife down and turned towards her - mesmerised by her light blue eyes. I could feel the fingers of her other hand stroking the top of my brass belt buckle. She led my hand back down to the hem of her short dress. I instinctively held back for a just moment but knowing this is what she desired.