He dipped his finger between my puffy lips, wetting it with my juices. No longer able to keep up any pretence of being asleep, I moaned as he brought ...is wet finger to my lips, coating them with my morning dew and then he whispered in my ear, “Wakey wakey, my darling. Are you ready for me?” My reply was little more than a guttural moan as I sucked my own arousal from his finger. I replaced his finger with two of my own and began to stroke the base of my throbbing clit while he took hold of his. She’d shown a great sense of adventure and wasn’t frightened to try new things, which made the prospect all the more exciting, and I’d always have an excuse to visit her, of course.I rang my brother to say that Janet had needed a hand with a few things on the maintenance front and I had to buy some things from B & Q in order to get the jobs done, which would take some time.As she’d offered to cook me a meal when I’d finished and there seemed to be a bottle of wine or two involved, the most. ” Ann then stood up, took Susan’s skirt and panties down and laid her down exactly as she had been. Ann did pretty much the same routine, but Susan was already so worked up that in no time she was screaming, “I’m cumming!” Mark and Jeremy might have had the biggest grins of anyone and I’m sure they were thanking god that they had met us at the club. Ann stood and walked over to me and leaned over to give me a passionate kiss so that I could taste Susan on her lips and tongue. It was so hot that. Someone, probably more than one someone from the marks in the dusty soil of the trail, had been seriously hurt. They had found nothing else though. There had been no bodies, no weapons, no supplies.Taylor held his hand up in an alert signal. The entire platoon froze. Then "Get down" came from the point man and a burst of AK47 fire swept through the area.Even as the platoon reacted, one section following Zeke to the left and the other following Goldman to the right, Zeke noted that the fire had.