When she eventually came downstairs she was dressed. Jon has also got dressed and was working in the garden. I got Debbie a cup of tea but she was sti...l too tired to talk. All she really said was, "That's one hell of a machine you've got there girl." Jon took her home leaving me to get some food ready.Week commencing August 9 Quite a quiet week really, nothing exciting happened. Even the eclipse of the sun wasn't worth the effort of looking at.When I went to work on the Friday, Debbie told me. She's a fantastic cook, and she's teaching the girls some of her tricks. They've been going out to the farms, too, and learning from all the grandmothers. THEY'VE been teaching them things you won't believe. They've even been learning how to make cheeses. She looked in the fridge, and saw several thing she liked. She took out the assorted dishes, and began putting them in plates, or in the oven, to warm. "I'm still hungry as a she wolf. How about you. Anything you want." Tony came over and saw. We stare at each other for a moment before she bends to her knees, unzips my pants, and slips out my steel-hard cock. She begins stroking it slowly, her smooth palm gliding from the base to its pink crown. Ms. York looks up, her golden hair falling over her eyes, and smirks wickedly. I nod in understanding as she closes her pink lips on the head of my member and takes it into her mouth. The noise of her sloppy sucking fills the quiet room and I see her face scrunched in concentration as she. Not only that, but now because I have my right hand free again, I move my right hand down to your still cloth covered mound and begin rubbing you vigorously making you get wetter and wetter. Once I feel the moisture coming through your pants, I move my hand down your pants but still on top of your panties. This is driving you nuts as what you really want is deep penetration by something large, but all I am doing is continuing to rub your pussy lips vigorously like before and occasionally.