He, of course, often drank sake and beer, but would not allow the women of the household to do so, saying it was not becoming. My husband, probably wa...ting to make an impression on my father, insisted that we follow his tradition, even though I was no longer living under his roof. Since coffee and iced tea are the most prevalent drinks in your home, I have eagerly accepted them as mine. I am, however, still experimenting with what to add to them. I have tried coffee black, as you prefer it,. She could barely walk so I helped her to the door; then she had trouble with her keys so I opened the door as well, telling her to keep quiet.“It’s OK mum and dad have Karen, so the place is empty”. This was my chance I hoped and when Karen flung her arms around me and thanked me I held on to her, one hand behind her back the other lightly on her arse. She didn’t flinch or complain so feeling bolder I squeezed her arse and pulled her closer. She was obviously drunk but was totally aware of what. ”“That’s sweet,” Jenny said.“A proper good bye?” I teased. “To me that means a good screwing by my big stud.”“Damned straight it does,” Jenny agreed.“No objections from me,” Jordan grinned.“Or me,” Josh agreed.We turned the tools and wheel barrows in at the camp’s equipment shed. Jordan and I both grabbed towels to take along for our afternoon tryst. We headed back to the little meadow where Jordan took my cherry Monday evening. There was no way Mrs. Strandsberg could find us there, in case she. ." she stopped for a moment, a couple of tears running down her face, and she finally mustered up the courage to continue..."but I also want you to know that if you enjoyed that and would not think less of me, there is more where that came from. Do you understand what I am saying?" Yeah, I think so. You are saying that you would do it for me again if I wanted you to." Son, I am saying that and then some. I know what your day has been like. My day was the same as yours. We don't have to finish.