I peeled the suit off her saving the boots for last and spent an hour licking and pampering her legs and feet before eating her pussy out for her. I k...ew she had bathed that morning but it was now lunchtime and her pussy was not the same as before but smelt and tasted mores tangy this time which I enjoyed immensely. As my boner was pretty buch available at a touch, I fucked her three times that afternoon with her having two squirting orgasms. I wanted very much to fuck her ass and tried a. ”“Old times? Yes, I like that idea, a lot! You know your Aunt Flo is a wise woman but scheming all of the time. You certainly look like your mother dear! She was quite a woman! But she did like to dance much closer than you are right now. Let’s snuggle up tight dear. Look how your dad is snuggling with Flo. Oh I do miss how nice the old dresses felt!”Nancy was a bit befuddled with how close they danced. She could feel Fred’s ‘appreciation’ of her outfit up close and very personal. He had his. Her panties were little and black, though. She'd probably waxed, because those panties didn't leave much to the imagination and there wasn't any hair I could see. So it wasn't quite the same, which didn't stop my dick from getting nice and hard. Pretty soon, I had pushed those panties to the side and gotten my face right up in there while she straddled the corner pocket. Like everything else in the room, she smelled a little too much like perfume and disinfectant, but I loved eating her out. It also takes me a while to get a torture chamber equipped the way I like it. Most of that stuff had to be left behind, and I just knew it would all go to waste. The weasels have some sort of weasel objections to keeping my sort of tools in working order. As a craftsman--no, as an artist, dammit--it was an unpleasant thing, abandoning years of hard work.On the plus side, most of the movable furnishings looked out for themselves. You can't keep orcs out of one of my places. They're like.