After you’ve fucked me,” she giggled.I was becoming used to her occasional bursts of what I used to call ‘bad language’. Helen’s obvious des...re for me filled me with hope as I viewed her spread legs, with the open pinkness that lay there, and I was instantly aware of my rigid hardness.Helen saw it too, and her fingers wrapped around my solid rod. To reciprocate, my fingers probed at her wet pink promise. She pushed my hand away.“No need,” she growled. “I’m good and ready.” And to prove it, she. "Jennifer, stop! They're coming!" Robert said in panic.Jennifer looked up in surprise. Her eyes were glazed over and she looked confused. Suddenly, she realized what Robert was saying and sat back in her chair. Her face was flushed and she was breathing hard as she tried to compose herself. She had totally lost it for a minute. Amazingly, she could still feel the large head in her mouth. Her lips were wet with his juice and she could still taste him. Robert hastily pulled his shorts over his. Her hands were upon my breasts, cupping them, feeling the weight, and tracing the outlines of them with her fingers. I raised my legs and closed them around her head as her kisses reached my pussy. Her tongue lapped along the sides of my labia leaving a wet trail of saliva in it's folds. I moaned low feeling her tongue find my hidden nubbin in it's hiding place and she began licking coaxing it out. Her lips closed around it and her tongue lapped it's tip gently.I was close to not being able to. Inno’s booming laugh flowed again. ‘Yes – and now I write them myself.’ Inno knocked back a shot. ‘Now, we drink and celebrate my success. I drink to my book!’ ‘Okay,’ Andrew said, looking at Leah. ‘We’ll drink to your book big man.’ **** Two hours later, Inno was stumbling along the corridor of the hotel he was staying at with Leah trying to keep him upright. Despite the amount of alcohol the Russian had consumed he still had a solid grasp of his faculties. ‘Old regime cruel, harsh, but you.