They arrived on the Friday night and C although not a beauty had a lovely cascade of reddy blonde hair and these beautiful tits I figured about a 34ff...and an imediate vision of John giving her a booby fuck and spurting spunk on her face and tits made me very moist indeed. After supper and a few bottles of wine C became a bit more chatty and that initial shyness disapeared. A few times John started to stroke her thigh but she pushed his hand away so maybe the shyness not quite disapeared. I went. She stepped into the room framed by the door. Her elderly stout bulk stood awkwardly as she grimaced. “Sorry love, I’m at my wits end with your ... with him,” she gestured with a nod of her head over a shoulder. “Tried to do chores but my head’s spinning as it always does when he goes off like that. I didn’t help I s’pose.” “I heard you swear at him, of course it doesn’t help”’ I told her sternly. “Well the things he said to me, what d’you expect?” she blustered, shaking her salt and pepper. She laid her head back into her neck and looked at me from below. Since I didnt know what to make of it I looked at her quizzically which caused her to laugh heartily. She finally got up again and handed me my towel. I gave her a slight bow to express my thanks, and she giggled. We looked each other in the eyes for a bit, I could see a mix of emotion rising from hers, sadness, longing, amusement, desire&hellip,She looked down and muttered something to herself. I didnt know what to make of it,. The remaining eleven of the production crew had all gathered to find out what was going on."I understood what was happening as soon as Rhonda pointed it out," Joyce, her assistant director for the homebuilding show, said. "We have atmosphere mikes on each of the cameras so we aren't shooting in silence and a handheld mike with the roaming camera for the conversations. When Bill left his camera, I turned up the audio from it. The camera was pointed at the house, but the sound is synchronized.