Ava surprised me when she changed into a bikini bottom that hugged her mound but didn’t do anything to hide Ellen’s self-portrait. I could tell th... angry hadn’t returned for Ava, at least not yet, but she wanted her pussy well-fucked before leaving the suite.She wanted no question who got her cherry or that he just fucked her.“Ellen,” Ava said, helping Ellen change into a pale green bikini that wouldn’t hide anything when wet, which was why Ava brought it for Ellen. “Your father and my family. You steadied the movement of your hand and purposely took your fingers out. I begged for you to put them back in. I wanted you to make me cum. I wanted my cum all over your fingers. You saw the frustration you caused me and put them back in with no hesitation. You didn't even build up momentum. You just pushed those four fingers in me and instantly began pumping them in and out. They made noise each time I took them in. I couldn't hold back the orgasm anymore. I let go of your cock and you knew. "We do have several plants in pots, but not a real garden like you," Annabelle added."Believe me when I say that pots are much easier. There is much less weeding involved." It was nice talking to you, but we need to get going," the husband interjected as he began walking away."So, why don't you grow things in pots if it's so much easier?" Annabelle asked of me."I guess..." I was cut short by her husband as he bellowed, "Come on, Anna, we need to get home," from about two houses up the. It was already warm enough to eat outside on the garden table.After a lovely leisurely breakfast, it was time for a reality check, Ann needed to go back home and check on Dave. She didn’t think she was in any danger but she was still apprehensive about what she might find. Tessa said that she would rather stay with me.After Ann had left Tessa and I cleared away the dishes and loaded the dishwasher. While we were together in the kitchen she threw her arms around me and hugged me.“Thank you for.