I let go of her buttocks and snaked my hands between her legs and upwards till they found her dangling tittes. She made a strange “ooff!” sound, l...ike a heavy, laboured sigh and started to turn red. I let me tongue go crazy on her clit and squeezed her titties hard in my hands. She stretched her back loocked up at the ceiling and moaned and then looked back down at me. When she did, she looked horrified. A loud “aahh!” deep and guttural escaped her and then she thrashed. I tried as best as I. " I knew it! Like what?" Well I've got to get something in return for my letting such a wimp win," I answered."Wimp! Hah, he'd probably beat you anyway." We were both teasing. And we were enjoying it."He always gets nervous under pressure." He does not, he's always been good at games," Emma protested. I said nothing. "What are your terms anyway?" A kiss from the pretty princess," I said, then I puckered my lips and kissed the air twice."You're nuts." And--" And what?" And a whole Emma Kruger. A one way trip to Europe in those days took 6 weeks by ship. Neither family had relatives in Australia that we could have stayed with.The answer to the problem came with the employment of a new cleaning lady, Mrs D, as we were told to call her. She was married but the man walked out on her. She then lived with her sister's family. My parents were most impressed that Mrs D had completed a domestic science and family management course for nannies at some college. We all liked her and apparently. We had a cold beer each before he opened the wine and we ate a marvellous meal of prawn cocktails as an entrée and grilled fish and salad for the main course. Ivan reluctantly let me wash the dishes while he dried and put away. He offered desert and coffee and was pleasantly surprised when I suggested he have me for the former and we defer the latter until later in the evening. We moved to the bedroom and embraced in a long tantalising kiss. His hands reached behind me and unzipped my dress. He.