It helped a bit. Angela looked into my eyes and then leaned in and kissed me lightly on the lips. Then she whispered thank-you again. As she stepped a...ay from me, Vicky took her in her arms as well and I kissed her on the forehead as well, before kissing her on the lips. She whispered softly to Angela, telling her it was okay. Angela nodded and then walked back to the boat to sit back down, focusing her attention on Pebble and Shell.The two of them were still eating."It was scary," Vicky. I placed it in such a way that my hand would touch her ass cheek every time. Now as she started doing, her tights started moving down from the waist and her panty elastic started showing her panty.It was lacy elastic which could be seen. She hardly completed her ten counts and then stood up straight. Now I told her to go for the stretching workout. I told her to stand straight, bend from the back and try to touch her toes. As expected, she was not able to touch her toes.And I asked her to be in. “I’ll just go in that bowl,” she said, nodding to an old wash bowl on the shelf. She pulled herself up onto the workbench, turned around, and squatted down, facing the man. She motioned with her eyes, and Mr. Brooks silently retrieved the bowl, placing it underneath her body.“Watch me pee!” she told him gleefully. He moved in for a closer look, and his cock almost exploded as he watched her hairless, virginal pussy expel her yellow liquid into the antique bowl. He wanted to yank his cock. ”“I would be happy to do that.”We thanked the lady and paid for the bag.“Anything else before we go home?” I asked.“Home?”“Yes.”“Our home?”“Maybe.”“Dear?”“Yes.”“Us?”“Yes.”“We?’“Yup.”“I love you?’“Hold my hand.”I pulled her with me towards our home. I was teetering on the brink. But I still could not drop the ‘L’ word on her.Our return trip was quiet as we walked hand in hand, sometimes swinging them wildly between us.Us.We.Dear.Married yet.Daughter.Girlfriend.Our home.It hit me like a 20lb.