Birgit's ability to bring him to the edge of ejaculation and hold him there was uncanny. Her instinct for the point at which to ease him back into s...elf control was evidence of an extraordinary sexual awareness and expertise. Occasionally, she let his member slip from her lips so that she could look up and favor him with a smile which said that she was fully conscious of her own exquisite ability. But still this was only the preamble, the set-up, the preparation. Delicious though it was,. She shot him a look that should have frozen him where he sat, but he just sat smirking at her."Cramp," she muttered standing up, and limping from the room rubbing her leg as she went.She had just reached the bottom of the stairs when she felt Daniel's hand on her arm."Oh no you don't." he whispered in her ear. "You're not escaping that easily."He turned her around and led her to the living room. "Come and sit in here for a bit; you'll feel much better, sat in front of the warm fire," he said. I lowered my head to conceal my lips from the two voyeurs, watching our every move from inside the car."What the fuck are you doing? You said a dry fuck! Fuck, Paul! There's no way that monster can get up there!" Just relax." That was easy for him to say! But a voice inside me said that I should try.I opened my legs as far as my tights would allow and fought the impulse to grip my sphincter, something I had practised when my wife had slid a finger up my hole."That's it, babe." Paul felt the. My fingers still up her cunt. I thought she was going to open the door and leave, but that’s NOT what she had in mind. She stood in front of me and lifted the bottom of her dress up to her waist. “Help me get these panties off” She demanded, breathing heavily. I pulled my fingers out of her and with two hands. Slipped her panties down and she stepped out of them. That’s when she did something that surprised the hell out of me. She reached down and picked up her panties, fumbled with them for a.