I picked you up, put you over my shoulder, and carried you over to the sofa. I pulled your shorts and panties off of your legs. You brought your legs ...ogether to make it easier. I put a pillow under your head, and then another under your ass. You spread your legs open, and I could see the inner wet pink pussy, which contrasted nicely with your dark outer pussy lips. The aroma of your recent orgasm was intoxicating. Your eyes, half closed, were begging me to lower my head to your pussy, to give. For the first week I enjoyed spending long lazy days hanging around the house doing nothing in particular, and took advantage of my holiday by having long lie-ins on a morning. I was usually woken up by mid morning by my mum or dad, bringing me my morning mug of tea or coffee before they left the house. On one particular morning, on the first weekend of my holiday, I had made arrangements to meet up with some old school friends for the day, and had woken up very early. I was lying in my bed. She wiggled in her chair and rubbed her legs together to quite the tingling between her thighs, and saw him looking directly at her with a naughty smile playing over his lips. She smiled back and stood up- pretending to be going to the little Kitchenette to get some coffee. He stood up and followed her, watching her undulating hips in her short skirt and her legs covered in sheer stockings. She walked into the small space and he walked in behind her, trapping her in. she turned to say something. Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the modernised Gregory Hotel.Smithy had them point out which bags they needed for the night and which could stay in the Rover. He informed them as they went to the reception that they would be heading out to the mine by six in the morning.Mark grumbled, “Why so early?”Smithy replied, “We have a three-hour drive ahead of us over unsealed roads and driving through the heat of the middle of the day isn’t good for man or dog. Plus, I believe you have a meeting.