I reached out and caressed her hips to help her steady her position and it was just a brief hold before the head popped inside. She was quite snug and...it didn’t surprise me that she would take a while getting used to being stretched open. I pulled her forward and gave her a deep kiss probing her mouth with my tongue and continued to caress her hips. Slowly she lowered herself a couple of inches and then slid up and down that much for a minute, then slid down a couple more inches and again slid. Clegg ordered a beer and took it to a corner table, using the opportunity to watch the ebb and flow of men and women, couples, groups forming and dissolving.He'd been watching a man and women deep in almost conspiratorial conversation when a short dark man appeared beside his table. "The Comtesse suggested that you might need someone to show you around."Clegg looked up. The man was neatly, almost fastidiously, dressed. His hair slick, greased, flat against his scalp almost as though it was. Tom held on until she relaxed, then released his bite, drew in a deep breath and came up back onto his knees again, withdrawing out of her, his penis dripping with her cum. She collapsed on the floor with a grunt “Gmphhhhh”.“But you haven’t finished yet, I’m not satisfied, I’ve not cum yet” Tom said. He was pulsing rock hard and his balls were aching. He was enjoying this way too much, although his distaste for Becky was now fading and now feeling a little empathy.He rolled onto his back on the. My check of the growing vegetables and the herbs was halfhearted at best, and I soon wandered out into the unused portion of the area surrounded by the Defensive Shell. There were several small groves of trees there, and they were all in bloom at this time of year. I sat in one of the groves for a long time smelling the scent of the blossoms and mulling over the occurrences of the last several days but was unable to make any headway on a decision.Instead, I thought about how pleasant it was.