He directed her soft hand between her smooth thighs, gently placing her fingertips on her pussy, she was already wet as he began to guide her in strok...ng herself. He looked up at her face to gauge her reaction, he wanted more out of her. He pulled her hand away and replaced it with his own, his hands were large and strong, his index finger moved with purpose between her pussy lips, tickling her clit and entered her, she gasp and wrapped her arms around his neck as his finger went deeper into. As we began to pass I gave her the usual runner's greeting. "Nice day for it," I said. "You're looking good." She smiled and we both kept surging on. But not before I had time to catch her reply: "Yes. And nice buns." Or did I imagine it in my desperate, sex-starved state? I looked back over my shoulder but she had disappeared around a bend in the track. Nothing for it but to plough on and complete another circuit in the hope she was also continuing to run, although it seemed a bit too miuch. " Michael nodded and smiledenigmatically. "Hello, you two; I hope you have a nice rest tonight. Tomorrow looks likea very busy and interesting day for you with Dr. Lord who will be with us momentarily." Michaelreddened as he paused to consider his near-faux pas. "This way, ladies," Sheilasaid. "Let me show you to your rooms. You must be tired after that three-hourjourney from the west coast to 'way up here." Sheila was wearing her ankleshackles from the previous weekend and Isabel wondered. I nodded at him and said I would be downstairs if he needed me. A few hours passed and I was starting to feel hungry. I asked the boys if they wanted pizza for dinner, and both of them enthusiastically said yes. I told them that before the pizza got here they had to wash up and get the dinner table ready. They both ran off and started to do as I asked. Sam shouted from upstairs after a few minutes for some help. I went upstairs and saw him in just his boxers asking me to help him wash up. My.