I cupped both hands around her foot and started to rub them up and down, running my fingers along her sole. "Oh, that's nice," she said and my cock re...cted again. Her foot could only have been an inch away from my groin, I could feel the pull of my chinos as I moved it."I'm not an expert at this," I said, "tell me if you don't like something." Jack, for doing this, I'll let you off a lot."With my thumbs, I massaged the top of her foot, running my fingers along her soles. I alternated, between. "Come on bitch if u don't sound like ur enjoying it I won't let u go so come on move back an forwards and moan" he shouted at this point I did as he said cos I just wanted to go home so I started moving on his fingers back and forwards and moaning with each time letting his fingers go more in. Then he took his fingers out and he got on all fours behind me and said "right last thing bitch I'm gonna fuck u and if I think u were good enough I'll let u go" to which I just said "Ok I'll do anything. The Mycenaeans seem to have spoken a form of Greek but their writing was quite different. It was only in the 1950's that archaeologists could even start to read it and it still isn't fully deciphered. We can read quite a lot of it though. The trouble is most of it is usually just tallies; so many jars of olives, so many sheep, so many chariots and so on." Not great literature, then?" No sadly. Of course there are always the lunatics who think they'll turn up some precursor of Homer, or an. "I looked out onto the balcony to find Claire sat in one of the heavily-padded loungers provided for the usually important occupants of this suite. She had obviously changed her dress after coming back from the bar. Now she was wearing a black silky robe that showed that she was naked underneath. The shadowy shape of her breasts shook as she indicated for me to join her at the table, drawing my attention reluctantly to the beautiful tits I had once worshipped."I see you still like my breasts.