Do you think this position would work?”The Captain assured her he could access her very well in that position and hurriedly stripped. It didn’t ta...e him long to have his cock pumping away ardently in her wet cunnie. He ran his thumbs and hands up and down her lower spine and back as he slipped in and out of her.He had no compunction at comforting a widow and rammed into her harder when she moaned on him. He wasn’t as long as Allan, but he was as wide and certainly knew how to use what he had.. After dinner she will act as hostess for my guests if I have any, otherwise she will be my maid. She will stay overnight at my place so she can get up early Saturday morning and clean my house, do my washing and ironing, make my breakfast and lunch and then she can go home sometime during the afternoon. That should not be a problem for you because you work every Saturday anyway.That bastard; he was playing one couple off against the other. I did not think Kathy would go for it but I had to try,. Thank you for slapping me. Thank you Amy. Thank you for putting clips on my clit and on my nipples. Thank you for hurting my slutty cum-tunnel and my big whore-balloons. Thank you for making me need to stay wet all the time now. Thank you for helping me be a good little heterosexual slut."And she felt it. She felt actual gratitude. Of course she was grateful to these people, because otherwise Laura was an unbelievably stupid person for letting them do these things to her. She must have. He sent her a wink, ‘Best get in the truck then, darlin’.’ Laughing, Daisy opened the door and hopped in. She spotted a picnic basket in the back, ‘Where are we going then?’ Starting the car, Jake sent her a sideways glance, ‘It’s a surprise, darlin’.’ ********** Forty-five minutes later, Daisy found herself sitting on a red and white, checkered blanket. She looked out at a scene that she hadn’t seen in years. ‘This river hasn’t changed much in the past fifteen years, has it? Still as beautiful.