"You're in London, riiight?" I confirmed that. "There is this dress in Dorothy Perkins I want. I have checked that they have it in Oxford Street. Coul... you get it for me?"Argh, that sounded complicated with endless possibilities for stuff-ups. "I don't think so," I said, and hastily drowned out her protests by adding "but I know someone who might," and I handed the phone to Melissa mouthing 'Lydia'."Hello Lydia!" Melissa said. Apart from a very loud 'Melissa!' I obviously only heard Melissa's. In the end, since she planned on just blowing him and jerking his dick, she chose her bathing suit. That way, not only could she head out to the pool afterward, but if he made a mess on her it would be easy to wash off just by jumping in the water.Dax, not wanting to seem too eager, decided to take a medium length shower and really get clean. He had also remembered reading an article once about how most men are much dirtier and smellier than they realized, and he definitely didn't want to be. "Emma smiled at Margaret and, still unsure why she was feeling such erotic feelings herself, said in a kind voice, "I know that naughty girls need to be hugged after a spanking,” as she held her arms out.Margaret still had those feelings of desire towards the teenager. She was even thankful that Emma held her arms open and eagerly took the three steps towards her. She loved the feel of Emma’s arms around her neck taking her close to her bosom as her arms clasped around Emma's waist.They hugged. ‘I’m leaking all over your rug,’ I say shamefully. Laughing at the tone of my voice, you reassure me, ‘it’s ok Baby…this thing used to be out in the woods getting dirty and wet everyday…a little cum wont hurt it any. Now, how about something to eat?’ You plant a quick kiss on my lips before pushing yourself up off me. Pausing for a few seconds you look down at the pool of cum between my ass cheeks on the rug. You immediately dive down, licking and slurping at my pussy, tasting the last.