When we'd finished the coffee I showed her the new conservatory. Even though it was cold and wet outside, it was warm in the conservatory. Bridie said...that with all that glass she felt as if she were standing outside. I said that we could go for a run round the garden if she liked, but she declined the offer - I wonder why?We had some lunch then I took her upstairs to the new punishment room. She was amazed when she saw what was in there. I had to explain how some of it worked, even showing her. Long loved the pure smell that came from Bella's usually clean ass, often getting a whiff of it whenever the two were in a sixty-nine position. The lover let a bit of saliva into the anus before licking it with the tip of his tongue, something that made Bella giggle.Not long after, Long had Bella laying on his lap facedown as he took a finger and put it in her ass. The middle finger was fat so it was slow to go into the athletic brunette ass, often offering up some resistance. Bella had not. During a rather boring game, your Dad spotted Fran not far from where we were sitting and pointed to her. From our vantage point, even with her coat on, you could see her big boobs sticking out in front of her." Mack got a faraway look in his eye as he spoke."So, your Dad and I had hid a six pack under the bleachers. He climbed over several bleacher seats and sat behind Fran. He leaned over and whispered into her ear, asking if she wanted to share a beer or two with us. She looked back and. It's a happy thought -- when I can forget the big picture for a moment.The years passed. I stopped working outside the home long ago. My gurleys earn the money, mostly from online piecework. We've had to move to bigger houses a number of times. They grow all the food they can on our acre and a half to help feed the voracious infant gurleys. And we get cash gifts from the Gurley Relief Society. Me, I'm a househusband. Or engaged in husbandry. Animal husbandry, sort of, or at least gurley.