Me thinks I should have chosen another word ... except for stir up.All those other words found in a dictionary signify making things better ... except... stir up.I’ve seen what happens when eggs are stirred up. Ain’t nobody going to make that right with the egg. I suppose make lively might be possible ... but not if ones intent is to make the dead alive ... for sure he’s not going to wake up refreshed or get going again.Yup ... stir up trouble is the only part of liven that fits.I needed a better. They stopped chatting as Clare used her toe to stimulate Emilia’s slit and things went downhill from there.Later a satiated Bobbi wondered why Esther had tried to get a job for one of her charges with Simmonds. It was one thing for a woman if her late thirties to face up to their culture so at variance from her own but quite another to place this innocent young woman at risk of corruption as Esther must surely see it. Even if they did need the money it was a curious viewpoint.That it was a. She worked herself beautifully fingering then friggin her clit and bringing herself to an amazing orgasm, she groaned with pleasure and i heard her say that’s better. Certainly was much better.It looked like she was going to finish off so i nipped back down stairs and put the kettle on, she dried and dressed then made her way downstairs, i was stood in the kitchen she was wearing a light summery skirt and a short sleeve frilly sort of blouse that she hadn't done up when she walked in the. Here I come. I’m all yours,” Stephen said from his spot behind the screen.Michael thrust his hips forward and his hard cock spread my pussy lips as he slid deep inside of me. I moaned again. I bit my lip as I felt another orgasm welling up inside of me. I had never come this much or this often before. I knew it had to be because I was being watched. I let it go and moaned loudly.“Oh God, Stephen. You are incredible. I love the feel of your cock inside me.”“There’s more where that came from.