"Your hands are nice in there, Tommy, but try to get your fingers clear inside my cunt."She held her ass down while his fingers probed a little deeper..."Having trouble, honey?" she asked."You have a cunt like a little girl's." How would you know?" I've got one hell of an imagination." Maybe I can help you. I'll spread myself all the way." She pressed down hard with the sides of her knees, and her ass heaved high. It hurt a little in her hip joints, but she held her cunt high and spread for him.. The Team were going over the venue to be held at 30 St Mary Axe informally referred to as the Gherkin. The reception was to be on the top floor (level 40) with panoramic views of the city. The normal building security was handling access to the venue, the City of London Police had the outside crowd control. Our job was to nip any trouble in the venue in the bud, without upsetting the celebs, which could be tricky as diplomacy was not some of our members' strong suit. Insult me and I'll shrug it. It came out with a whoosh as she started to masturbate him."Eleanor! Eleanor! Darling! You'll make me come!" Good!" She began to mash her breasts against his back.The groans were replaced by a growl and with a final roar he came.After a long pause Eleanor turned the water on again to rinse Reg off. Neither said a word until she turned the water off."There's not enough room for me to kneel and wash your legs," she announced, "so face the back wall."He obeyed without a word and, picking up the. Come here.?He slid his chair back, reaching out for her. Soft, delicate skin. Gentle curves. God, her tits were delightful. He squeezed, tugged, pinched. So soft, yet so firm. He watched the color rise in her cheeks as he fondled her, sliding his hand between her thighs and rubbing his thumb over her clit. Some of the color was embarrassment, that was true. But the pink blush on the tops of her breasts, the quickening of her breath, and the glazing of her pretty eyes indicated pleasure as well..