The fresh air and slight breeze helped my dull paperwork seem not quite unbearable. I glanced up and let my eyes rest on the trees that swayed gently ...n this mild summery afternoon. Then my gaze was jerked rudely away from the botany, and to a figure lying on the grass. It was a girl, a very attractive and subtly sexy girl, lounging in the ankle-high fescue. She lay on her side, propped up on one elbow, appearing to study a small daisy or clover flower. Her knees were pulled up, ever so. . O Alice! ...' Then pressing my cheek against hers, I rested with her clasped in my arms, her breasts quivering against my chest, till we both grew calmer and her tremblings ceased.For about five minutes there was dead silence, broken only by Alice's agitated breathing. Soon this ceased, and she seemed to have recovered command of herself again. Then softly I whispered to her 'Will you not surrender yourself to me now, Alice dear! surely it is plain to you that you cannot help yourself?'She. Her pussy lips were gaping wide open and were puffy from the pounding my cock had just given her. I could see a trail of my sticky white sperm gently oozing out from the bottom of her pussy making a trail downwards towards her asshole. 'Hurry up lover' she said 'I need to get back to work' I looked again at the sticky mess coating her hairy crotch 'I can't' I said. 'Clean me' Sally demanded 'if you don't I'll never come home and let you near my pussy again.'I realized then that I had no choice.. She addressed Becky. “Are you okay, Becks? I thought I heard you yell something this afternoon, while you were supposed to be taking a shower.”She was not a stupid woman, and I’m sure she noticed me looking at Becky, Liz looking at me, and Becky turning to her mother before the three of us returned our gaze to Daffy.Becky was somewhat flushed. “I, er, was trying to sing,” she said.Daffy arched her eyebrows. “Really, dear? It didn’t sound like you were singing – more of a groan, or something.