I became struck with wonder by seeing Cherry wearing a flimsy nightie. I could see the outline of her curvaceous breasts, ample and large, trying to j...t out seductively from her pink bra. When Cherry took a few steps her breasts jiggled. Another striking aspect of Cherry was her ever abundant buttocks. Her buttocks were also visible from the pink panties she wore. By this time Sheeba went to shower. I told Cherry frankly: ‘you are turning me on sweetie.’ She laughed and said ‘you are. "He looks good up there," she finally broke the silence. "Does he protect the cabin for you?" I'm not sure yet," Colin answered her. "I mean, he did let you in here, so maybe I'll have to have a talk with him. He might have to learn how to be more selective," his happy teasing brightening the room."I see you got his antler put back on," BethAnn commented. "You even got it at that crazy angle he had. Whoever did the work, did a beautiful job, though. It's almost like I can see life in those. “I can barely move,” I said.“We certainly moved last night.”“We did.”She looked at me again and said, “It’s a good morning.”“Yes.”She looked at me closely and spoke more firmly. “It’s the only really good morning I’ve had with you. What happened to you? You’re so much nicer to me. Like I’m human. Like you want me for something more than fucking.”“I did want you before, but you always pissed me off within an hour of coming over.”“Why? What pissed you off? I never knew what would do it. Sometimes. “Good. Let me open the chest and shuffle the cards. When I stop shuffling, you will draw a card.” He opened the chest and Krystenah knelt next to the box. He patted her head and she leaned into his touch. The first shuffle yielded the 8 of hearts. That didn’t seem too bad: eight strokes. I had taken 21 no problem, so eight should be a walk in the park. I walked over to Krystenah, who knelt, her back straight, her tits pressed forward. I had a mad impulse to push her head into my crotch and rub.