The girls were the biggest and best asset we had and both worked incredibly hard, every morning we cooked forty four breakfasts in two shifts and ever... evening we dished up forty four dinners for the hungry men, then it was a quick change for the girls and they opened the bar leaving me to a mountain of washing up.After the first rush was over, it was all hands on deck and we prepared forty four sets of sandwiches, it was hard work and long hours, but the money poured in, we invested in a dish. They satisfied themselves with making love only twice. Albert had several things he needed to do the next day.He got up as he did when he was working, and took his pickup to clean, washing and waxing it. He vacuumed the inside, and went to get his last check from Carl. It was almost 10 in the morning.He greeted her with a kiss, a hug, and a pat on the butt. She was wearing a skirt, that came about 4 inches above her knees. He complimented her on her change. She had lost almost 20 pounds, and. .until he bumped me with his snout. My little clit was screaming for some attention so I pulled my pink knickers to the side allowing him access and he got to work straight away. Any fears I had about being caught quickly melted away as I lay there on the grass, in the sunshine and Benji licked and lapped away at me. I could moan freely without worrying about being heard, he licked me with that big rough tongue as my hips bucked and swayed. It wasn't long before I was cumming hard and flooding. She tried pronouncing them."The united states of A-merry-ka... Can-Ada... Mex-Ico... Such funny sounding names." She turned and saw a moving picture set in a wooden frame. The picture was perfectly detailed and showed a girl in a room like this one. Heather walked over and the picture moved with her. She lifted her hand; the picture lifted its hand. She closed one eye; the picture closed one eye. She touched her chin; the picture touched her chin."In the name of the maker!" shouted Heather. She.