..” He said, and walked his eyes down her body. She tried to tighten her arms around her tits, but at the slightest head shake from Owen, she was ho...ding her fists at her sides. “Yours?”“Yeah,” Zera nodded. “What are you waiting for?”He wasn’t waiting for anything Wendy went rigid as he bracketed her jaw and kissed her. Her knees got all melty. She grabbed the hard cast against her jawbone and kissed back as much as she could.“Wow,” Brandy, the natural haired twin, giggled. “Shame there isn’t. ‘Come on, I know the perfect spot…’ He was right, the small grove was perfect. Surrounded by trees, a lush carpet of grass to sit or lie back on, it was quiet and cool and the only sounds were those of the breeze moving through the trees and water lapping at the bank of a small creek. Once he was settled back beneath one of the trees she lie in the grass with her head in his lap and felt him stroking her face and hair. ‘Is this better?’ His voice was soft. She nodded as the anger she had felt. ”“Bring a girlfriend; or if you want, I’ll find someone for you in Madison. Just let me know the specifications!”I laughed, “Like a mail-order bride?”“Wife for a week?” he grinned. “Curvy with big tits? Athletic with small ones? Goth, punk, or girlie-girl? Party girl or bookworm?”“You have a catalog?”“No, but Clara and her friends know lots and lots of girls.”“So do you!” I chuckled.“Oh so true! But Clara and I are steady, so I have to behave! Any changes in your situation?”“Other than the. It subsides at last and I open my eyes to see her grinning face obviously well pleased with her endeavors. She wipes her mouth upon the cloth as though is were the meanest of homespun napkins. We embrace and for a long while, kiss furiously. There is no need for words. I sit up as Ara settles back upon the rich cloth that is our love seat. I raise one of her lovely legs and slowly run my hands up and down its smoothness. “Mmmmm, that fells wonderful, don’t stop,” she purrs. “How old.