As he continued to read the email she was very keen to meet up with Adam and insisted it be sooner rather than later. She left her number and instruct...d him to call soon. Adam obliged, ringing her straight away whilst sat there with a raging hard on. A silky soft voice answered the phone and after a brief conversation a meeting was agreed. Her place tomorrow at 2pm. Nothing else entered Adams mind for the rest of the day, with constant visions and dreams swirling around his head, imagining how. "You are a very wet girl Beth, I think you need this. You want this Beth. Tell me this feels good." Oh god it feels good!" Beth said, giving in to Mr. Browns expert level diddle. As she said "yes, I want this, I need this." the orgasm welled up in her and she shuttered. "Oh nice. Very good. I am glad you came. You got something extra out of our deal. Now you owe me something extra." Mr. Brown said as he pushed his hand down the back of her hose and pushed the tip of his middle finger right up. Some of the guests who had been with us over the years said they found the place a bit spooky. It didn’t affect me that way, but I heard from one of the locals that there was supposed to be a ghost haunting the place. Something about a young fisherman who had been in love with a girl and she went and married someone else with more money, so he hung himself from one of the beams that spans what we called “The Lounge.” Prior to my going down to the cottage I had been so busy moving and organising. "Aunt Fiona," Jessi said, quickly standing up. "I was just rubbing some sunscreen on Britney." Yes, I saw what you were doing," the older woman stated, looking almost irritated, but also somewhat flushed. "I noticed your mom's car pulling into my driveway. I was just a few car-lengths behind you. And I've been watching the two of you together now for the past couple of minutes."Neither one of us had even heard her car pulling up. She must have entered the house very quietly."I guess I'd better.