"Yep, she still fits in it as a carrier too ifyou want to just put her in it now."I blushed, but Mom wasted no time picking me up and laying me inside...ofit, smiling at me as she buckled me in. "I don't know if I can carryher all the way to the car?" she told my dad."I can carry her; you want to pull her suitcase? This has a basesomewhere?" Dad said.Hannah pointed out where it sat beside the stroller that had beenfolded up. "Should we take this too?" Mom asked."You planning on any long walks or. “So, Miss Kamiko is your aunt?” I asked Aya.“Not really, we just call her Auntie or Miss,” Aya explained.“Who are 'we?'” I asked.“The guys and girls she helps out,” Aya said. “She is like a benefactor.”“I see,” I answered, but not fully understanding.“I am a lesbian,” Aya said suddenly. “Do you like girls?”“I do like girls, and guys, I am bi and…” I started but stopped myself.“And what?” She prodded.“Nothing,” I deflected.“Samantha, you can trust me,” Aya said with her very kind eyes.“I am. I reach for the floral bikini, but Jen shakes her head no, and handsme a white silk kimono. She grabs her red one, and we head downstairs.It feels great being free of the gaff, and heels, and I love the silkrubbing against my nipples as we walk to the kitchen.I continue out as Jen stops to get the wine. Susan isn't here yet, soI have a cigarette while I'm waiting.Susan arrives before Jen. my heart skips a beat when she looks at melovingly.Instinct tells me to allow her to get comfortable before. I was entranced by the way the flesh pulled up slightly over the bobby-cap shaped, spongy head of his dick on each upward stroke. I could barely get my fingers around his lust swollen cock. It was by far the biggest prick I'd ever touched. I squeezed on his rod and felt it pulse in response. My mouth was half open with disbelief at the size of his rod; my tongue swirled over my lips. I lowered my head and gently kissed the spongy soft head of his dick. It surged beneath my fingers pushing up.