‘Why don’t you text Greta and see if there’s a pre-wedding party, a hen night? Ann’s defences would be down if Trish crashed that!’ ‘I’m... glad I’ve got you to think for me,’ I said with admiration. She smiled contentedly. ‘You keep me coming and I’ll think some more!’ she said, comfortably opening her legs wide. She came again twice, and ‘thought’ I should get the phoning done. I phoned Trish and texted Greta. Trish said she would get time off and come over when needed. Greta texted back.. After a while I had made my way between her legs and was now stirring straight into her beautiful full pussy lips. (Just take a look at her pussy pics and vid).I know how much she loves when I lick and touch her, she just kept talking as I spread her legs so her asshole was sitting on the edge of the sofa and her pussy was open and wet. I started to insert one finger while licking her clit. It wasn´t long before I was 3 fingers deep and my little finger was teasing her ass. This was driving. She had a quick shower keeping her hair dry so that she would not have to use the dryer. She was back in the bedroom before she realised that she was still naked and her clothes were still lying on the floor where they had dropped them the previous evening. She Looked in the wardrobe and found a row of hanging shirts. She took one out and put it on. It came well down over her bum, but the curve at the bottom of the front and back exposed a goodly length of her thighs at the side. Well they are. Then she watched his long dark fingers work about her foot as he slipped the sandal on her. It was a visual contrast that... made her horny. He tightened the sandal by pulling a string behind her heel. It felt wonderful. "Try that out." She noticed Steven had moved even closer, his pocket digital camera silently recording over Keith's shoulder. Keith did what she thought to be an amazing thing. He set her foot on the floor, first by bending her knee and spreading her leg. In doing so, she could.