We towelled ourselves dry and then dressed before having another stroll around Harrogate.Despite being February it was a nice, sunny day, we had a str...ll down Parliament Street with its overpriced galleries and boutiques, laughing at the pensioners queuing outside Betty’s tea room for expensive sandwiches and fancy cakes. Ally did have a look in one of the boutiques but came out quite quickly when she realised the dress she was admiring was a few pence short of five hundred quid. Short of. I take off my pants and start fingering my pussy as I finish eating alone. That bastard.It is a couple of hours later when I hear him come in the door. The food has been in the refrigerator for a while. I am lying in bed naked. I can hear him rummaging around. He gets a beer out of the fridge and starts drinking it, watching TV. I start masturbating again, rubbing my pussy, stroking myself until my cunt is starting to get engorged.He starts to go toward the bathroom to take a shower but I stop. "Debbie sighed heavily as she lower the transparent peignoir in an unsuccessful attempt to cover herself. Cutter then leaned over and whispered something into Debbie's ear that made her almost pass out but the appearance in his hand of the deadly scalpel forced an almost imperceptible nod of her head.Slowly she rose, pulled the peignoir over her head, and dropped it on the rug. Totally exposed now, she walked over to Bobby on the couch and dropped to her knees. Reaching over she began to. “You can have this one,” I whispered. “It’s broken.”I broke it in half. “See? Broken.”I reached up to slide one half into Dad’s mouth. Then I took the other half and popped it into Mr Davidson’s mouth. Then I held my finger up to my lips and said, “Shh!”Both men’s eyes lit up as they savored the tiny morsel in their mouths. I giggled as I licked my fingers.“Now, no more until later or you’ll spoil your dinner.”I waggled my finger at them but spoiled it by breaking into a grin.I hustled my way.