She didn’t want them smelling like her snatch or her ass when she went back in there. She knew she had to clean up the juices running down her leg. ...So, she reached above the toilet for a washcloth to wipe up her juices. She was still a little weak in the knees from cumming and she had to get on her tip toes to reach them. As she grabbed the top one, the whole stack of washcloths came tumbling down, knocking her bra and panties into the toilet. “Shit,” said Angel. She retrieved her bra and. He collected anything that might incriminate him and ran, crouching, from her apartment. It was two in the morning, unlikely anyone would be awake, let alone watching his stilted rush across the courtyard.Diary entry Tuesday 19th.I slept till ten this morning, completely fucked. Gwen is a fantastic lay, I want to do it again as soon as possible. Wouldn’t it be great if I fucked her and she got pregnant? She wouldn’t know who the father is, but I would.I might try setting up a video camera next. "I'll tell you what went wrong. I done my team a terrible disservice, and now I got to make amends." He sat back down at his desk. "And I start doing that right now. Eddie?" Yes, Pick?" It was the first time Eddie had spoken since we entered the room."You correct me if I get this wrong now, hear?" You got it," said Eddie, though I didn't think he would have to do any correcting."I'm puttin' it all out on the table, Sean. Frankly, I want you back here next year. I'd hate to see you transfer off. I supplied him with tools and gloves and left him to his work. As per custom my wife came out with a cooler of juice and a glass so that he could refresh himself from time to time in the morning before lunch. When she came back into the house she walked up to me. Her face was flushed and she just whispered, "I want him." I turned rock hard instantly.To aid Mayumi's seduction she put on pair of thin cotton shorts and tee shirt with no bra. The shorts weren't tight but they d****d nicely over her.