Mmmmm! she moans softly. Luckily the sound of millions upon millions of drops slamming down upon the tiled floor stops the blondes moan form reaching ...he brunettes ears. Her fingers start to move around tentatively for a few seconds before she realizes what is going on, she is masturbating! Fuck! she mutters as she pulls her hand away. Unlike the first, this exclamation remains not unnoticed. Did you say something? asks the hazel-eyed recruit as she glances over at Barbie less than a second. “There’s other bits to wash as well” she saidI let one hand slip down on to her tummy and she guided it down in to her bush, I was actually touching my mother’s hairy bush and she parted her knees for better access. My hand soaped her bush in to a lather and I could feel her lips spreading for my fingers, little wobbly, crinkly bits of her pussy was hanging down.Mam lent her head back against me as her other hand came on to my cock, her neck was stretch and I give it a quick kiss, it was warm. But we started working together on more and more things.Soon, whiffs of our teamwork began to emerge: "George, we have cleaningto do here," I said surveying his old office that I had closed yearsago. "We need to vacuum, dust, wipe, and organize. We also need too..."My mind was focused on the innumerable tasks to get this room back intoshape. My instructions finished, I sat down with my Pinot to supervise.I was proud of him; he did know how to dust far better than I.And we started to banter as. We hope Rupert doesn’t mind but we have simply modified his plan to suit the compound you built.”“Lucy Chi is an architect and Bobby Brown a town planner. Rupert had them working on the plans since he found out what they did. Most of the people in the current committee were in his original planning group before we had the crackdown. They all got back together after you left and went to work. Things are seriously happening around here.”“Good, we don’t plan to interfere, this is your home. As.