I looked at the mess in the kitchen. I hurled my trusted Dyson out of the cupboard and looked at the mess one more time before switching it on and cle...ning it up.Halfway through, I stopped, picked up the phone and started to dial the number. The phone rang and rang, and finally, a voice, stating the name of Emily, answered.“Hi,” I said, “I’m looking at a mess on my floor at the moment and you said in your letter that you would come and help clean it up?”I nodded as she replied that she was. Roy’s fingers open my dewy petals as they find their way from my rosebud to my swollen nub. My body shakes as renewed pleasure travels over me. Moans and small whimpers fill the room as he continues his explorations. My hips move, trying to get him to enter me, but he just teases the outer edge to my velvet tunnel. My body glistens in the light shining down from the ceiling; a fine sweat joins the scented oil covering my restrained form. Once more he slaps my bottom with force, followed by the. Oh, well."Skippy put her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and prayed in barely a whisper.It took an hour to get to the cottage. He drove slower and slower as the water level got higher and higher."Here it is," he murmured as he drove up the dirt trail to the cottage. The water had almost reached the front steps."We'll be safe here until the storm subsides?" she asked hopefully."Perhaps. But we can't go anywhere else now. The surge hasn't hit here yet. A couple hours, I would suspect,. Letting her climax subside, I removed my wet fingers, and licking clean two of them. I share with her the taste of her own Juices; from one of the fingers I have not licked myself. We or is it only me is completely lost in giving her as much pleasure as I can in these few blissful moments. My fingers, continue rubbing, touching, massaging and probing her pussy, bringing her to several climaxes big and small. Some of the erotic pleasure are certainly from the very public display here in.