She was spent. Exhausted. Fell into my arms and I lay her down on the cold earth. As she peacefully regained her breath, her chest heaving up and down... I unbuttoned her shirt taking it off and exposed her bra encased treasure to the summer air. They were marvellous.Slipping a hand beneath her back I unhooked her brassiere and lowered the straps and off came her bra. My lips had waited too long and they moved from one nipple to the other, sucking generously while my hands rubbed and caressed,. Her vulva lips are open for her…To observe this calmly is beyond her force. Diana even doesn’t need to check her own panties, she knows they’re wet through. Such dark strained flesh… A royal rose on a long stem which smell makes Diana’s head dizzy… Soon she’ll taste it!She needs to gather all her strength to restrain and not enter this sweet slit… tease her clit until the excitement is painful. But no! Diana doesn’t want to touch this little nub until she works on everything around it. She. Elizabeth also was quite happy with her cut and mine was excellent as well. We all sat and ate and drank and enjoyed the evening out. We had just about finished dinner when Anne excused herself to go to the ladies room. Elizabeth decided to join her (what is it about you girls that you have to have a bathroom buddy?) and the two of them headed for the ladies room. I continued eating my meal while I waited for the girls to come back. It seemed like they were gone a long time, but finally the two. It was a gorgeous September morning. I stepped out of the car and stretched, feeling refreshed even though I had slept fitfully in the back of the cramped car. I went to the diner and got a paper, sitting down with a cup of coffee, waiting for Sandy to get up.Reading the paper was depressing. It was filled with casualties of war and pictures of college students protesting in the streets. I put the paper down when I felt rage growing within me. I was not sure if my anger was directed at the war.
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