A quick fumble produced the dark blue, long-sleeved sweatshirt I had packed as a precaution against a change in the weather. ‘Here. Put this on. It�...�ll cover all the important bits. Can’t have us being stopped and arrested for indecency.’ ‘I could have got some clothes from the van.’ ‘No time. They’d have been on us before you got that pretty little frame hidden from view.’ Suddenly she realized I’d had plenty of time to appreciate her naked assets and blushed. ‘Thank you.’ She slid the. ”Molly looked up as Emmitt stepped towards her, his limp cum-soaked cock easing towards her mouth. She did just as her oldest sister had shown and took it into her mouth. She was shocked by the tenderness of his cock and the salty taste of his cum. It felt good and tasted better. She began to suck some life into his imp dick and was surprised how quickly it began to stiffen in her mouth. She gasped as she felt Maggie’s tongue touch her cunt lips, part them, and slip inside. Maggie grabbed her. " Stephen said as he took a sip of his drink, "This is a beautiful apartment. Is it yours?" "No, I'm afraid not. It belongs to Tess and Dave. They just generously let us have it when we want to come down here. It is beautiful isn't it," Evelyn said. Stephen drove them to the art gallery where they spent the next three hours look at paintings by the European masters. Evelyn took every opportunity to stand next to or even touch their tour guide. She didn't so much as flirt but she did want to. ”Armed with a flashlight and dressed in a sweatshirt and latex gloves, I led the way down into the low-ceilinged basement. I’m not sure you can actually call this a basement. It was more like a deep area in the crawlspace that only extended under the kitchen. At some time in the distant past it was used as a fruit cellar for canned goods. A shelf held a series of canning jars, covered with layers of dirt but full of unidentifiable foodstuffs. They all had paper labels on them that were pretty.