"How often do you trim your hedge Mrs Shelby?" Jimmy said, stifling back mirth with great difficulty."About two, three, times a month," she replied wi...hout turning."Ow! Paul cried as Jimmy bit hard on his shoulder to stop himself laughing out loud. "A sharp stone," he lamely explained to Mrs Shelby's questioning stare, elbowing Jimmy in the ribs."Well get down and get it out..." Jimmy said, "... of the way," he added after a long pause where he stared meaningfully into the older woman's dark. So far she had spent three days in Paris and two in Amsterdam. Neither had inspired her too much. He listened as she prattled on, not really concentrating on her words, but intently on her mouth. He realised she had perfect teeth. Each was perfectly aligned, beautifully white and completely even and so obviously the product of an orthodontist. Her lips, on the full side, were quite wide, wider than the European average perhaps and very inviting. Her mouth was expressive and spoke. But jeans were restricting my access because she couldn’t spread legs.It was almost 1am by that time.And she checked no one awake and pulled her jeans down. I could feel her thighs. I started rubbing them by my thumb from her knee to her pelvic… Then after 10 minutes I again fingered her and moved and rubbed around her love hole. Is started moaning again and she squeezed my hand with pressure. And juice came out of her pussy.I gently pulled out my hand from her jeans as I knew she needed to. Id be happy to talk to you but I hate tea. It has a horrid taste. Angel walked over to the chair and sat down. What is it you wanted to talk about? It must be important because I highly doubt you socialize with the help unless you want something from them. Derek chuckled. Relax I dont want anything from you, I just notice you work harder than all the other women here and I thought you might want to get off your feet for a while and talk. She eyed him. Talk about what? Anything. Like the basics..