Her hand went straight to my bare thigh and slide up. I leaned back, pulling her with me, spreading my legs. her fingers slipped over my wet pussy, ...ressing against my clit and rubbing softly back and forth over my wetness. My tongue pressed agaisnt hers as she shoved it into my mouth. I reached up into her soft hair holding her face to mine as Sara backed the car from the parking spot. I was quickly lost and had no idea where we were as my lips slid over Jenni's, her fingers slipped down. After kissing and nibbling all over Phoebe’s ass cheeks and down the back of her thighs, Les turns Phoebe on her back again. Les spreads Phoebe’s thighs. Les bends and begins kissing and licking Phoebe’s inner thighs, one after the other, each time moving closer, almost, but not reaching her pussy.Les continues to enjoy the taste and smell of Phoebe, who is now giving off such an incredible sexual fragrance as juices are flowing more and more from her. Les reaches up one of her hands and. “That’s entirely possible. After all, I’ve been known to have trouble focusing on what’s going on around me,” I said with a slight smile since that had been his assessment of me the first time we met.“Touche,” he said with a chuckle. “Alright, why don’t you tell me what happened from your point of view and we can go from there.”“I’d be only too happy to,” I told him, “but can we do it tomorrow morning? I really DO have to go for tests. The neuroscience department gets cranky if I’m late.”“We. I think you are very good. Can I give you a commission? Could you draw the four of you? Something to remember a shitty holiday that became a perfect one”“Yes, what was it you were saying as you met us on the cliff top?”“Well, my Grandad was wrong. Life is shit, and then it gets better” I replied.“No, I’m sure it will get worse again. Shall we?” We had arranged shifts now to go and call about Gramps and for me to call my mum. Dad too, of course, but he was (in the tradition of the times) more.