Then, when my tongue and jaws began to hurt from overexertion, she pulled me on top of her, but instead of lying there for me, she rolled us over and ...sat astride my hips, giving me a smoldering look."My turn," she growled deep in her chest, and in a second, the tables were turned. Within fifteen minutes, she had me whimpering as she gave my chest, my tummy, my neck, my ears, and then lastly – gloriously – my dick a warm tongue bath. Three times, she stopped me on the very brink, but when my. Moving to her Scarlet picked Constance up and carried her to her bunk. He kissed her open mouth then moved lower to kiss her neck, then even lower lightly flicking with his tongue."Yes, hmmmm," she moaned.He returned to her neck, gently biting it just above her shoulders."Ahh!" she jumped, starting to move her body against his, "Oh... oh..."She reached out and started to stroke his back, slowly increasing the pressure. He pushed her back on the bunk, and kissing her body as he went, teasing. I immediately went into ‘friend’ mode and asked what was wrong can I help etc. She seemed to respond to the kindness and she said she had found out that her ‘cheap lousy wanker of a husband’ hadn’t stopped seeing the tart from the card shop down the road. I didn’t think I was going to get my flowers here so I gave a brief he’s an idiot comment and tried to leave. She asked if I meant it. I looked at her, she was pretty, about 55 and a proper shaped womanly body and large breast that were, to be. "Her mind calmed. She dismissed the notions of torture and murder as absurd, but found she could not rationalize the least horrifying idea of the bunch. She had heard the words come straight from their mouths. She had no choice, but to address the one concern she could not dismiss as ridiculous."Are you saying that you plan to buy someone? How could you?"Christine blurted. Her voice a hiss as she turned her shocked eyes to Helen. For a moment, all three stood in the middle of the dirt road.