In any case it wasn’t serious, and they had been causing no trouble other than appropriating the bottles of wine from their parents. With all this t...me on my hands I decided to help out as much as possible. Eve had set up a nursery-cum-school for the younger children, who were delighted when I took over the class every so often. There was a Book Exchange as well and I took over the organisation of that. Additionally if anyone needed a hand and my official duties allowed me, I would pitch in and. "What are we waiting for?" She put her arm though John's and said "Let's go!"I offered Tracy my arm and she smiled and slid her hand into mine. As we went by the kid's bedroom, Tracy called out "We're going to the 'Play Room'." then headd for the stairs leading to the basement.When we got to the 'Play Room' I saw Sandy looking around with interest. I followed her lead and soon saw a room that was indeed set up as a 'Play Room'. There were a number of futons scattered around a fairly large room.. Her teacher. Naughty little girl. I couldn't wait another fucking second. I pulled her hand away and thrust right up inside her hot waiting pussy. Oh, fucking hell yes. "Is this...what...you wanted?" I grunted between thrusts. "Isn't...it...what you...wanted too?" She had just as much trouble breathing as I. I leaned in close to her ear and picked up the pace to a speedy burst of thrusts. "Yeah, that feel good?" I growled. "Ah, you're so fucking tight...You feel my cock fill you? That hot,. “We’re all set,” I told her.“My Aunt May wanted to meet you,” June said. She turned to the woman, “Auntie, meet Rick Bennett, owner and Skipper of Yacht Tranquillity. Skipper, my aunt, May Anderson.”I extended a hand and, after a slight pause, she took it. “Pleased to meet you, Missus Anderson.”“Likewise,” she responded, releasing my hand. I wasn’t sure how sincere she was about that.“If you’d like the ten-pence tour, June could show you round...” She nodded. I turned to June. “Do you need to.