Wow.”“Yeah. I think so, too,” Henry added.“So,” said Sarah, “You’ve been bumming for two-three months, right? Tell us all!”Sam laughed... “Not quite all. You’re my auntie, after all.”So, over a South Australian white, he told of the mysterious lorry-ride from Broken Hill, his time along the Murray, his ride to Pimba, to Coober Pedy, his walking to the water and back, his flight to Marla, his return to Coober, to Marree, and now Adelaide.“And?” Henry asked.“And?”“Have you found a kahuna? A guru? A. I mentioned how that while we had been renting the place we had already done some work to the fittings and finishing inside, and that I had a colleague who was an architect with experience in heritage properties. I mentioned how I wanted to work on the outside, getting the ground up to standard; the front fence needed to be replaced, and the jungle in the back yard would take some work to clear. I wasn’t overly concerned about the inside of the house, there was nothing that really needed. I tell Nichole to reach down and remove her pants and she does this quickly leaving them in a heap to the side my eyes go right for her crotch, “kinda soaked?” she says “can’t help it” she is still wearing the scarf over her eyes so I take her hand and she discovers I am half hard and comments “she can take good care of this swelling”. She gets on her knees and takes it in her mouth teasing it up to full staff and asks if she can take off the scarf, I tell her ok and she stands grabbing my pole. I had such a crush on the Black woman my senior year, trying hard not to drool over her. She had such large breasts, currently in a stretchy top that left her ebony arms bare.“Oh, thanks, Ms. Evans,” I said, my voice strangled. My hardening cock swelled against the gusset of my panties while fresh juices flowed.“We’re going to wear them with these jeans,” said Jasmine, holding up a matching pair to the one slung over my arm.“Oh, my, those look tight,” Ms. Evans said and her eyes flicked down to.