All in all she made a good candidate for ‘one more’.As we sat and drank our coffee, she told me her name was Hazel and she lived on the floor abov...e me. We talked about the usual things, the weather, our neighbours, just normal, run of the mill everyday things. I wasn’t really paying much heed to what she was saying though, my attention was elsewhere, namely on her ample bust. Neither of us had much shopping so I carried hers back to flats for her and when we got to the parting of the ways she. He lowered his head a moment…caught his breath and whispered the question of who she was… and why he couldn’t see her… in fact could see all the way through her. It must be a dream he whispered and raised his head again. She was small… with a tight pussy. When his tongue first entered her she could feel it expand her all around and his stroking was perfect. He found her spot and rubbed it and somehow kept his chin busy against her clit…rubbing sideways, forward and rearward with ease and. . I thought I'd let you stay with me.” I mean there. Not with me there but in your own cozy cone. And I’ll be in my own cone. And…” Sally awkwardly said.“Wait, you're nice to be?” McQueen questioned.“I mean if you wanna stay at the dirty impound, that’s you,” she sassily snapped.“No, no. I’ll be there,” he said softly. Then she turned around and slowly drove back to her office.“Cone number one if you want,” she shouted back to him as he stared at her rear end as she drove away from him.“Hey is. Mark if you can place the presents under the tree with the other’s and follow us up with the cases, thanks.” Sarah walked along the reception hall with Dawn following, Mark placed the presents under the tree and followed. Sarah walked up one of the two stairs, that meet in the middle, one went off to the west wing and the other to the east but whatever one you took it didn’t matter as the both formed a balcony which over looked the hall. From this point of view you really appreciated the tree.