After two or three minutes of deliberately avoiding her clitoris I could taste her juices begin to trickle from her. I looked up from between her legs... to gauge her reaction and saw her pinching her lower lip between her teeth and her forehead creased in obvious pleasure. I quickly began to flick my tongue over her clitoris back and forth and up and down. I could hear her purring like a baby kitten in dreamland as I held her thighs and delved my curled tongue deep inside her hole. I began. Claire then stood and pulled her costume right off before laying back down on her towel with her knees in the air and her legs spread."That's the way!" I said.Claire's cunt was extremely wet as she again put her hand to it and continued her masturbation. She pushed a single finger into herself and slowly but with a deliberate rhythm fucked herself whilst rubbing her clit with her thumb. She started lifting and dropping her backside of the towel and with each lift pushed harder and further in. She was wearing a bright red Basque trimmed with black, the straps holding up a pair of fishnet stockings over which she had on a pair of matching silk bloomers. The waist and leg openings had black silk bows sown into them rather than the usual elastic. ‘Sorry Miss’ she said, ‘I was getting dressed for you and worry about being disturbed.’ In the living room she had the drapes drawn in preparation for my visit, so the room was in partial darkness except for the light given off by the fire.. Thankfully, that consisted largely of their weapons, papers, and some ten thousand Euros cash. The remainder of their money waited in a small suitcase, in a baggage check at the Hauptbahnhof train station where Wolfgang's Audi had been parked.The Leinwandhaus, or linen drapers' hall, was one of the old city's many tourist attractions and while there weren't so many foreigners on holiday as the summer months would bring, there were several busses parked nearby. Hundreds of school children on a.