Licking bitch rear
Girl’s nights out. Girl’s days out and then yes, a weekend or two away. I put it down to golf, to release from the drudge of a working life. Women, well they were more gregarious than men. They liked each other’s company and they gossiped. I was honestly pleased about that. Pleased that Annette didn’t feel in my pocket, didn’t feel the need to ‘ask permission’ to go out with friends. She was dressing kind of horny I must admit. High heeled Italian leather boots and very tight jeans. She wore balcony bras that put her tits on show. But I trusted her enough because they were firmly girls nights out. Amongst the gaggle of women there was one who often provided the lift for Annette. Sophie. The woman was ash blonde with bob cut …