It was like a sweet warm slightly sticky water with just a very thin trace of citrus juice.I licked her real good, having her feeling very cleaned out...She then got off and leaned down, snogging me to taste our juices on my lips and tongue.Needless to say, we didn't get much sleep that night!The following morning, we woke up feeling the Christmas excitement in the air.We turned and smiled at eachother, and upon wishinh eachother a Merry Christmas, we had a long soft loving snog in bed.After a. ”“I get it. You’re a guy. But it doesn’t scare me.”“You’re kidding,” I said.“No I’m not. And it would be warmer if we were both under the blanket.”I felt my cock already getting hard. But she’d said it was okay.“Alright, just for tonight.”Olivia lifted the blanket and scooted over, making room. When I got in she was facing away from me, with just a slight separation between us. I could feel the heat coming from her body, but tried to put her out of my head.“Goodnight, sis,” I said.. It was by no means a great idea to me to be going up into that attic. If the house was creepy, how bad would that be?I grabbed a few small boxes, and headed to the stairs leading up to the attic. They creeked as I stepped on them. I carefully walked up them, looking around the boxes I was carrying, until I reached the door. I carefully opened the door, and as it opened I was hit by a damp musky odor. Warm air rushed from the attic. Now I knew where all the heat in the house went. I stepped into. Everyday she would be suspecting that something will happen but nothing happens, then as she stops thinking about it, suddenly I would make her do something.Yestreday I had got a call from one of the earlier clients, asking if we have improved our service as last time he had stayed it was not so good. He said that this time he is comming with a very important person and is expecting a comfortable stay with good service. I promised him the best stay he ever had, with a smile on my face.In the.