I guessed this young lady to be eighteen or nineteen, so I was more drawn to observing her mother, well-dressed, well-groomed and a confident manner -...everything to stir my casual interest. Just then, the breeze that had been rustling the square's traditional plane trees swept on to the terrace. It caught the very short skirt of the younger woman's brown sleeveless soft dress and revealed the tops of suntanned thighs, the small roundness of her suntanned buttocks and a thin triangle between. ”“Jason, what’s your schedule for the rest of the evening?” asked Newt.“Actually, with my bride in Phoenix for a checkup I really don’t have one.”“Then, why don’t you join me at my townhouse, and I’ll help get this done. Lindsey, you’re welcome to join us.”“Thanks, but I really should’ve been home more than an hour ago. Newt, you’ve got my private e-mail address; just send me the text that needs to be inserted and the approximate place where it needs to go. If I can get it to my staff first. My fingers were still oily and now I slid a slippery finger into Jerome's crack, searching for his asshole. Finding it, I buried the finger up his ass, then a second finger. He looked me in the eye. He may've been gay, and I may've been a woman. But he sure seemed happy digging his cock up my husband's asshole while I dug my finger up his tight mancunt. He even couldn't help pushing back his bottom against my probing fingers, the slut! "Happy birthday, sweetheart," I said to my husband as our. "Merlin laughed and nodded. "This is the eager young guard who tried tostop me, Uther. I thought he could use a touch of humility." You said you would not use magic on him," Uther said.Merlin shook his head. "I promised that he would stay in human form. Sheis most assuredly human." He gestured at the transformed guard. "Take offyour clothes and show your king just how human you are."The guard's face looked as though she -- for she was female, indeed -- wasstraining against a great weight. Yet.