By now the pre cum was flowing and her mouth felt so good I just let my trousers fall and she pulled my pants down and cupped my balls, her mouth on m...y cock licking and sucking it. I was so horny then I just took her arm lifted her and went back to the bed and laid her down on her back, legs hanging over the end of the bed and removed her panties her hairy pussy was level with my face as I buried my face in it and licked, her pussy she was so wet and dripping and her clit engorged as my tongue. I watched, warily, as the woman approached. She was my height, slim, well if casually dressed in dark blue trousers and an expensive-looking grey, woollen jacket, with a mop of grey hair and smiling, green eyes. I guessed she was about 50.“Ms Mason?” I nodded. “I’m Eleanor Torven. You wrote to me about cuts to the library service.” It finally dawned, she was the councillor I had written to. “It seems you’ve been pretty active.”“Well, somebody has to be.” I was cold, my anger far from. Hopefully it could belimited to this weekend and the day at Mrs. Weber's.How many pairs of tights did I have now? Presumably more than Biene andSvenja had worn in their lives. No, probably not that many. But toomany. And I didn't have a single pair of socks. Well, that would changeafter Christmas. I hoped that wasn't also the end for my jeans dresses.Perhaps I could save them at Svenja's. Even if I would miss being ableto wear them at home.Hmm, maybe I'd better wish to get no new clothing for. ’ ‘I think it’s an acquired skill.’ He said, ‘You just need to practice.’ ‘You’re just trying to improve your chances,’ she grinned evilly. ‘I’m not saying.’ He stated flatly. Kayla began to chuckle wickedly as she raised her hand as though it was a claw. ——————— Later on, they sat in the glow of the fire holding each other. After a time, Kayla asked Josh where they could go. Josh pointed at his truck. ‘Kayla, we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, but if you do, then the windows.