You sit, surprisingly dignified under the circumstances and you appear to have a slight air of defiance about you. That is good, better to rise to the... challenge, head held aloft, than shrink into oneself.?Your glass is empty, Sir. It would be a shame to waste my wine. Obviously I cannot drink it after what I have just done. Please, Sir.??You are very kind, my dear, frankly I would have thought you would have used it all to clean out your underwear.? I cannot resist playing to the growing. ..," i softly moaned as his finger sunk deeper into my warm buttery cunt. His finger moved back and forth in my hot choot, and the walls of my red slick choot grabbed at his finger. He pulled his one finger out to the lips of my warm pussy, and added his middle finger as he pushed back into my warm core."Unnnh... ohh...," I sighed as the stranger's fingers pushed deep into me. My eyes were closed and I gripped his shoulder harder with my hand, resting my head over it sinking my teeth into his. I went down on my knees before her. "Show me your button"Jasmine reached a hand between her legs, using finger and thumb she parted herself, exposing her clit. I touched it with the tip of my tongue. Tasting a slight tang of musk. Then started to circle it slowly, flicking it a few times before sucking on it, feeling it harden and grow between my lips. Jasmine pushed forward gently, moaning quietly as I licked and sucked her clitoris. I wanted to do more, to carry on licking and sucking, lay. It made it weird she was paying attention to me. I assumed she was married, without really knowing why I assumed that.She had straw colored hair, a pug nose, and close-together eyes. She was not anyone’s picture of beauty, including mine. She had a round face, and looked very very British. Her breasts were large, but in a maternal way, not an alluring way. Her hips were large. She was wide, but not fat. She looked sort of rednecky, and looked like she did a lot of hard labor around her.