And then breakfast—God, I'm starved. Good sex does that to me. Bad sex, now ... oh, well, never mind. But I hope they don't show up before we have a...chance to eat. Do they wake up early, too, do you think? Or do they even sleep?"He gave a chuckle. "How would I know? But as I told you, I expect we are under observation. They will probably come when they see us awaiting them." 'Under observation, ' huh? Wonder how they took what they observed last night?" she grinned. "Well, in that case we need. Ruth told us to be back about five thirty pm as they would be having a snack round about that time. In reality we were just going to my place because we wanted to spend the afternoon together so that I could fulfil my promise.When we arrived at my house we went straight to the bedroom. I pulled her to me and we kissed passionately. When we broke apart I unbuttoned her blouse and slid it from her shoulders. The bra followed suit and her magnificent breasts sprung free their nipples already hard. As he reaches my face to kiss me, I catch him off guard and flip him over onto his back, hurriedly pulling at his boxer briefs and his dick springs out to greet me. Like an excited child at Christmas, I smile gleefully before gently kissing the head, stroking his balls and lightly dragging my nails along his shaft, watching him throw his head back with joy. I open my ruby red lips slightly wider and take in his full length, making him jolt and buck his hips against me. I suck and lick. Housekeeping is such a small issue anyway, as there's not that much that needs to be done: dinner and the dishes, obviously, plus washing some clothes from time-to-time, but that's about it. What there is to do, Mom does, with the new exception of my Monday dinners. It was good that Carol was cooking those, as it gave me ample opportunity to praise her and build her self-confidence. Carol's concern about her ability to cook for me when we had our own house, especially when we moved away from.