" Janet said in her most apologetic voice. "I guess with no one else on the road it's too easy to push it a little too hard."In return all she got was... a little grunt as he examined her papers. She continued to smile pushing her big tits into view to try and distract him from the possibility that she might've been drinking."Any reason why I shouldn't give you a ticket? the Trooper asked.Janet looked up at him and smiled."Maybe because you've got a big heart?" She suggested."Did you say a big. Those sounds in the nocturnal hours were enough to make her restless in her sleep and drive her to fully focused attention outside the safety of the hidden cave.There was a noticeable chill in the air that was not present in the recent months leading up to the unfortunate disaster of a devastating earthquake and the flood that followed. It was an unmistakable warning that winter was not far behind and that she had better make every move directed to proper preparations for the long cold winter. " Before I began to fuck Bernice while her husband watched, Debbie set the video camera to record everything. I performed on Bernice all of the techniques Debbie and I had perfected, going for a few thrusts and then withdrawing, Beethovenesquely, and finally, when Debbie gave the okay, I came, as Bernice screamed in pleasure. We lay back and Bernice resumed smoking the rest of her cigar. We didn't even look at Gus. I felt like I was in heaven. I was awoken from my reverie by my wife's voice.. The venue had been a draughty photographer’s studio in a Balham attic, where they had both been booked to pose topless for a well-known Fleet Street tabloid. They had hit it off immediately, a shared sense of the ridiculous, coupled with the innate and unconscious sexuality they both possessed had them both laughing and posing until the photographer (who couldn’t believe his good fortune) called a halt on the grounds that he had run out of film. As they dressed in the tiny bathroom attached to.