The dress had ridden up with the movement of my hand and her little pink panties were available to my view. Blowjob sex Looking over at Sally was still and so I picked up my book, sipped the tea and settled down for a good read. Instinctively she massaged up and down it so I returned my attentions to the investigation of her little cunt. I looked from her face to her middle. The weather was not good (another British summer) and I preferred to finish the book I had started that morning. Her skin was soft and yielding, her tummy flat with none of the fat that was to develop later. They put her on one of the sofas, wrapped her in a blanket, said goodbye to me and she and all got into our ageing Hillman Minx
While the kettle boiled, I watched the car make its painful way out of the caravan site and when the kettle clicked off. Then I replaced it under her dress
