20 ho rhe they mein bhabhi ke bagal wale kamre mein soo rha tha ki mere achanak raat ko 1 baje ankhe khule aur meine bhabhi ke kamre mein dekha light ...ala kar sona bhabhi ki aadat hain thi mein kamre mein gaya tho dekha bhabhi ki nighty jangho tak aye huie hain mujhe tho ek baar ko viswas nhi ho rha tha ki itne gorri gorri jankhe mein kabhi dekhunga fir mein unke bed par unke pass baid gaya Aur unkeAur dekhte dekhte unke nighty aur upar karne laga dheere dheere maine usko bahut uppar tak kar. Then to the left. Then forwards. Then forwards a little more. Mrs. Dickinson took up a suitable position sideways from the desk. She brought her riding crop down onto the desk with such a ferocity that I thought she might break one or the other.Using Vicky as a model for positioning, Mrs. Dickinson bade her daughter to bend over the desk with her posterior facing the main hall. By way of distancing her strokes, she held out the crop at arms length and rested it on her daughters pert bottom.. The actual shithouse construction was pretty easy after that. I cut small trees for uprights and for an outline and then saplings for walls. I didn't see any need for a roof. The building was ready much faster than the hole was, and I'd even asked Taachachi to find me a couple of old skins we could use for doors. Voila, people could now shit in privacy.Since the building went so fast I had them make another one and picked out a spot on the other side of camp. We'd be late finishing this one. She looked and felt so sexy as she worked away on my cock. I ran my hands over her breasts feeling her hard nipples through the fabric... That was when the doorbell rang...Aaaah shit! I exclaimed. For once I didn't want this party to happen.Vannessa quickly jumped up and dissappeared into the bathroom as I cursed my luck.I stood doing up my pants and zipper and smoothed out the front of my jeans, I could still feel my cock hard and wet from her mouth. Hoping I didn't look too guilty I opened.