”Miranda made a rare appearance outside the kitchen, bringing us a plate of biscochitos to snack on shortly after lunch. We spent the rest of the af...ernoon on the terrace drinking coffee, snacking on biscochitos, and answering the Captain’s questions about the Estancia.The Captain was again surprised when Beth and Izabella came out on the terrace, leading the rest of the kids to welcome us home. After a round of hugs for everybody we introduced all the kids to the Captain and explained which. I told her that we only did diamond white. She sat opposite me in an armchair and damn! Her smile grew wider and her legs parted to show she had no underwear on. I had a grandstand view of her snatch."So no chance of a nice light blue then?"I don't remember what I said, but in fairly quick order she was on my lap, my hand buried up her hole and her tongue down my throat. Man! But could she wriggle. She smelled fantastic; her perfume was subtle and intoxicating. The housecoat was discarded and. Jean pushed my chair back with me in it before returning her hand down my shorts. Her lips brushed my neck again as she told me everything was fine and to enjoy myself. My chair screeched as Ms. Jean pushed me back. I looked down at her as she knelt between my smooth creamy legs. She opened her blouse and unhooked her bra as she looked up at me. Ms. Jean’s tits hung and dragged against my legs as she hooked her fingers into my shorts and panties. Mr. Rick began to remove all his clothes as his. As I’m loving on his belly with my mouth, my hands explore his abdomen and sides, letting him know how much I love feeling the curves of his body squeezing ever so lightly on his soft hairy torso. I slide my hands into the waistband of his boxers and start to slowly pull them down while still loving on his belly. As I slide them off his legs, I get on my knees between his legs so that I am now eye level with his stiff cock. I take my boxers off because I can no longer take the straining of my.