I still think that we should go a little slowly with her."Jane nodded."So Kenneth," smiled Lea, "what do you think of my gift?"Ken chuckled, "Which on...?" The money, of course," she replied. "You'll be doing important work - my work. I couldn't have your attention taken by having to work at such a poor job." She was grinning widely."I think that I'm going to really like it. That kind of money will last Jane and I the rest of our lives," replied Ken.Lea looked at him with a strange smile on her. That made her very horny and she started moving her hips in circles overHis crotch with one hand he kept squeezing one of her boobs and moved the other hand back to her ass. She was now nibbling at his ear, saying things to him.I was so hot but there was nothing I could really do. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I was helpless. I knew my panties were already wet.I could feel the wetness between my pussy-lips. My crotch was hot, wet and steaming. My nipples were hard, I could. He looked down at Molly, sitting quietly on the cheap blue bedspread, staring at his pounding cock as though it held the secret of life. She was so beautiful, and he needed so much of her that he couldn’t stand it. There were so many things he wanted to do to and with her that he couldn’t even fantasize about one. So he just thought about her, how she had come here to be with him, and he studied her face, that lustful, concentrated face. She blinked her eyes, swallowed, which somehow further. "I haven't had real beef in ... years," he managed to get out finally."I brought a turkey, too," BethAnn added, "as a peace offering. If you can put up with me for that long, I was hoping to cook you up a Christmas dinner, complete with all the trimmings."They spent the next half hour moving foodstuffs, with the beef side given a place of honour in the shed, suspended from a rafter by one of the many hanging hooks and shielded from stray rodents with an inverted funnel slipped over the hook's.