. washing.”“Lynn, maybe we should get breakfast for the Herd and ourselves first.”“I know. Damn adulting!”“I’ll squeeze your butt.” I ...aised my eyebrows suggestively.“Let’s take care of the Herd.” Lynn smiled and pulled my hands to her butt.Blossom blew us a kiss and waved for Erin to join her in the shower. Lynn and I were treated to the sight of Erin’s massive breasts flopping around as she ran to meet her little wife in the warm shower.About an hour later, Blossom and Erin came down the. Hooking her legs around behind his, she ground herself against his cock. She wanted it inside her so badly that she was determined to push it through the two intervening layers of denim. She strained her arms against the cuffs, her chest was heaving when he bit down on her nipple. Her scream echoed throughout the attic room. It was one of combined ecstasy and pain, frustration and release. Angie came hard, and it left her weak and panting. "Oh god...John...Please...fuck me." "I guess you don't. She drew the curtains to her room. There was a twin bed a dresser, a make up table with a large mirror, some chairs and two footstools. There was one small window high on one wall. On the dresser sat a small TV and a VCR. The floor was thickly carpeted. She opened her bags, hung her clothes in a small closet, and put her undies and things in the dresser.Suddenly a voice came over a speaker on the wall. "Diana undress yourself and shower, you will find a shower cap and everything else you need. And wood firing is better for underfloor heating. The only thing that might be sensible to add would be an air source heater.”“Oh well, shame but I thought it was worth a try.”That twinkle was back and so... “How about supper?”I had checked her left hand, well, you do don’t you, clearly no Mr Jenkins, but... She gave a tinkling laugh.“It’s a bit early, and I’ve got other appointments.”“This evening? Say about seven?”“Here?”“I cook.”“Unusual. I can make that.”“Fish okay?”“My favourite.”“I’ll.