’ He shrugged at the dark-haired girl who’d been serving behind the bar all evening. Girl? She was barely younger than him. He’d thought of flir...ting with her, but she was stunning, and out of his league. Like the sombre, plain woman in the corner, quietly celebrating her birthday while counting pennies with another sombre, plain friend. They were all way out of his league. ‘Why are you leaving now?’ ‘They’ll want a handsome prince, I’m a scarred toad.’ ‘You’re no toad.’ He shook his head. Maybe. I motioned her to put her hand inside my pants. I dare not open my pants, as the door was not bolted. She opened the zip slowly and had me free. I motioned her to suck it but she did not understand – as first of all she had never seen a live cock. She was just massaging it and enjoying the pleasures of it. I put my hand on her head and pulled her down, she went down but did not know what I wanted her to do, by this time my hand was in her frock and I was enjoying the rounded breasts and. I was really chuffed that Maggie thought that much of me, but I was not sure about the task, I was confident in my abilities, but Georgia Craven obviously did not like me or just thought that I was too young for job. ‘Let’s get on then,’ she said, ‘follow me and I will show what we have here and you can get some idea of what you have to do.’ There was a ten foot Leylandii hedge to the left of the house and she led us through an untidy archway. I made a note on my pad that the hedge needed. This is where I can really tease you. You have been excited so many times tonight, I need to be careful how much contact I have with you or it will end too quickly. Retrieving the softened chocolate bar from the heat vent, I straddle your waist. There is nothing special about it, just a simple chocolate bar that has been sitting on the heat vent for a few hours. It has softened enough to would do exactly what I want. Rolling my hips against your groin, I open the wrapper of the chocolate bar..