That's all we want," said Sally in a soft voice.Joan could barely see through her tears as she almost fell into the arms that were waiting for her."He...lo Mr. Solberg," said Ken walking into the garage.Eric's father was standing by a work bench and Ken could see two pairs of legs underneath the car that was in there."It's Davyn, Ken," smiled the older man as he took Ken's hand in a crushing grip."New apprentice?" asked Ken, nodding at the legs."My wife. And one of your friends, actually," smiled. Looking down at her I smiled, kissed the top of her head and quietly spoke to her 'I'm sorry, I wasn't angry at you at all. You've been brilliant.' She smiled back up at me and kissed me on the cheek.Much calmer now, I looked round the makeshift camp. Jessie was walking round the camp performing the protection ritual. The others had flopped down wherever. Walter was sitting with his axe in his hand, stroking it gently. John was sitting rubbing his legs. Emily was sitting back against a tree. He had a huge cock. Any girl would love to ride him. He knew how to make a girl wet.He unlocked the door and walked in. He saw that I was asleep under the satin sheets. He stood at the door and listened to my shallow breathing.He walked in the room. It was warm. He closed the door and slowly undressed so I wouldn’t wake.Once naked, his cock had grown bigger than ever. Sir was aroused. He slowly pulled the sheet off me. My big nipples were a little hard sitting atop my huge breasts. Sir pulled. I don't do that. But, yes, I do full nude shoots. The sort of thing that gets hung on the wall at exhibitions — fine art, they're called. Some of them can be erotic, but there's only the model there, no-one else, and I don't do the really graphic stuff."Then he'd shown her one of the pictures he meant.The black-and-white print showed Pearl, naked, standing against a plain backdrop. She was lit mainly from one side, highlighting her jutting breasts with their erect nipples. Her weight was on one.