I think i ate dinner, but i was so exhausted I don't remember. I do know that I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.I wake up in the middle o... the night because i feel something caressing my breasts. It feels so good i don't know if I'm dreaming or awake. I keep my eyes closed hoping its a dream and it'll keep going. I want it to keep going. I feel one hand slide down my tummy to my young tight pussy and feel it started massaging my mound. My pussy starts to throb and ache at the. She reached in and pulled out a vibrator. It was pink and shaped like a cock. She turned the black knob on the end, starting it up. She slid it over her nipples for a few moments before moving it down to easily slip into her dripping cunt. This girl was just getting started.Well if she could have another orgasm so could I. I slipped my thong off to give better access for my fingers. I started to rub my clit and finger fuck myself again all the time watching her fuck herself with the vibrator.I. I then slowly pull my speedos down and my hard dick is finally released and jumps to full attention.'Archie, I am not... do you have...', she says.I am one step ahead of her, and reach into my bag, producing a condom, and roll it over my erect cock. I then lower myself to her, with my dick right at her pussy lips, still moist from her orgasm minutes ago. When my cock touches her she again shudders and tries to move her hands, but I tell her not to.She has her hands behind her head, raising her. Oh! Given choice of working as under-gardener or taking my essay to the study. No choice at all. Realised that R is a serious gardener - and that I might quite enjoy it too. Tea and more snooze in Elizabeth's swing chair. Could this be my life? A typical Sunday? Gave up trying to concentrate on essay and went for more under-gardening. Bliss. Then R with a bundle of theatre tickets - unobtainable! Tonight - Rigoletto - Monday - concert in the cathedral - Wednesday - La Sylphide. Weepy because.