She put the packages she held on the counter, walked up to Dave, and held out a dainty hand. "Nice to meet to, Dave. I'm glad Vicki's been taking care...of you." She said as she winked at the stacked, blond woman. "After lunch, I'll show you the pipe that's leaking." She moved gracefully around the room. Her sexuality was evident and inviting. Dave didn't know how to respond to this situation. Both women were obviously interested in him, and neither showed any hint of being the least bid coy. "It's a bikini," she grinned, still looking at them. They chuckled. "When did y y that?" I asked. "I didn't." She handed me the blouse. "Well where did it come from, Melanie?" "Vince bought it for me," she smiled. She finally looked at me, "how do you like it?" "It's great," I said. "I love the way it shows off so much of my big tits," she said, smiling at me. This coarse reference to her breasts sounded so dirty. Vince looked at me with a lot of sincerity: "Hope you don't mind. I just wanted. I moved my hands lower and slipped my finger into her pussy over and over as she started panting.Pushing her back onto the cot and putting my hands under her butt and raised her hips as though she is a lamb ready to be slaughtered I placed my tongue where my fingers were only a few moments ago. She screamed and as she convoluted pussy juices ran onto my tongue. I rose up and kissed her, letting her get the taste of her pussy and as I was doing that I felt a hand moving from my thigh up to my. Conn cleared his throat. ‘All right, but did you destroy it? Real good? Just point it out to me, will you? To make sure.’ When she nodded, he went on to tell her what route he had in mind. Follow the road to Kilpoole so they could skirt Wicklow. Then on to the coast road. He thought they could make it to Arklow and find shelter there for the night. They would need another day, maybe two to reach Wexford. After that, he had to see the lay of the land. Deirdre nodded again. She had never.