”I continued riding her slowly, my long strokes pushing me inside her to the hilt and pulling out until her lips cradled the joint where my head met...my shaft. She murmured sweet words as I explored her vagina, reveling in the joys that I had so long feared were forever denied me. Her body soon boiled over again, her thighs holding me in place as she took her pleasure with circling hips, her head tilted back as she screamed. Lindsey whispered, “Her pussy is so tight when she comes like that.. ’‘Oh, OK’ I replied, a little disappointed that my fantasy wasn’t going to play out in real life.‘There is one thing you could do for me though’ she said. ‘It seems a bit cheeky to ask though.’‘Anything!’ I replied, a little over zealously.‘Well the water company haven’t connected me yet, and I’m a little sweaty from all the moving.’ As she said it, she instinctively tugged at her vest revealing a little more of her ample cleavage. My eyes were instantly drawn to the smooth, slightly damp skin. Needless to say, neither Kris nor I were even consulted. The second was her playing croquet with Susan and Sandy.Now I’m sure you’ve all played croquet. But few of you have played that croquet — the real game. It’s played on a surface as level as the top of a billiard table. On long shots, the wickets are 100 feet apart. Oh, yeah ... The wickets are wrought iron and the clearance through them is the diameter of the croquet ball plus the thickness of a business card. (That’s right: thickness.. She talked so much and used words that he didn't understand anyway. For example what was a perm.Karen went away for a few moments and returned pushing a trolley piled with various things including the butterfly clips like she had used on Alan before, a large number of small cylinder shaped things, a box of small tissue papers and a large box with something inside, some cotton wool and a plastic bag. Alan looked at it all and wondered what she was going to do next.'So now we've got the cut.