When I got back, I found Cor and Opal cooking the Chala bread on a large flat stone, which by its look of prolonged use had probably accompanied the D...rmiters on their journey. Cor of course was watching everything and soaking it all in. This was the sort of everyday activity that we both soaked up like sponges. Chala bread was a flatbread, made with a coarse ground wheat flour mixed with some ground barley and spiced with a kind of fennel seed. It was a common starter ingredient for many. " He said. Eve approached the side of the desk guessing that Uncle Charles would want to put her across his lap. That was not what Charles had in mind. When she was close enough, still holding her skirt up high, he reached out and touched the crotch of her pure white panties. "You're wet Evie. Is the thought of your principal punishing you getting you aroused?"Eve didn't answer but Charles wasn't giving up. "I asked you a question young lady. You have a pair of wet panties. Is your pussy wet?. It is very important to keep the things we do in bed completely private, because in most places, if anyone found out, daddy would be put in jail. We think it is better for you girls to grow up calm and safe, not going crazy, being bitchy, or taking risks because you are horny all the time. Daddy and I love you enough to trust you two to always keep this private.”“You’ve seen how we act when there are girls on other boats in an anchorage. We act silly, and two years younger to try to get along,. The feeling of unprotected flesh against flesh was sensational. Wrapping myself around her in a protective way, I was able to raise slightly and fuck Roz with long slow deep thrusting movements. Each time I sunk deep into her, she let a deep sigh and gripped me tighter. We were soon locked into a deep embrace, Roz frantically kissing and using her tong against mine as I repeatedly fucked her with deeper strokes. I was getting holes at both ends of her. As the temperature rose between us Roz.