You give him a friendly smile as he finally looks back up into your beautiful face."I would like to do the talking, if that's okay with you", you prop...se."Yes, of course. That's fine. You're the expert after all."Soon you are standing with a phone at your ear, listening to the dial tone. It seems to ring fifteen or twenty times before someone picks up."Hello, who is this?", you ask."Who are you? Some chick? Where's the cop?", a rough male voice rasps."I am the negotiator. Who are you?" My name. "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH... !" she moaned as his long tongue slapped at her, probed and searched in her trembling slit. There was no doubt in her mind. Even with two total strangers watching, her husband's tongue on her cunt was wildly exciting. Visions of the time they had spent together in their honeymoon room flashed through her brain, and she knew that she was going to relive those pleasures.Mark's lingual assault gathered in intensity as he sensed that she no longer cared about the audience. His. ’ ‘Oh, ok, I suppose so, the tractor in the old house wasn’t it. Ok then, I suppose you had better let the old chook know that I’ll do it.’ ‘I will do so now,’ decided his aunt firmly, and went inside to get the telephone.’ Harry heard snatches of his aunts conversation, ‘Yes Harry, that’s right…He’s very good… really, I taught him myself.’ And then after a silence, ‘Excellent that’s settled then… goodbye.’ Aunt Diane returned, ‘All organised,’ she announced, ‘Your old chook, as you so. " Huh? What do you mean?"He indicated his attire."What for?" Better safe than sorry."I didn't understand but I still went with him to the back compartment.Ray brought down a pile of clothes from an overhead bin. He looked me upand down first, and then pulled out two sets of clothes.The first one was like a set of SWAT overalls, just like his. I took offmy clothes except for my socks, boxers and sports bra. (I've beenwearing sports bras for a while now, ever since I started getting boobs.Aside.