“I don’t know what to call her,” Jesse admitted. “She acts a bit like my mother, but she’s not.”“Don’t worry about it, Jesse,” Sue s...id. “I’ll be happy to cover for you that week. That okay with you, Grant?”“That will be fine. That week isn’t terribly busy anyway. Usually just the odd return,” he assured her.“Thanks, Sue ... and you too, Grant. I’ll be ready for a break by then.”Saturday, December 10, 2011 11:15pm“You really got a surprise tonight, didn’t you,” Sue stated as they lay in her. "We're trapped here together," Fred pointed out, "and since it's going to take a while for the rest of the gang to free us, we have plenty of time to fuck." I didn't think of it that way," Daphne admitted with a grin. "You do have some condoms, right?" Of course," Fred said, pulling a string of condoms out of his pocket. Fred was so horny he didn't even notice the pinpricks from where Shaggy had sabotaged the foil wrapped packages."Well there's no bed here," Daphne said, looking around at the. Lisa was even higher. Her pretty brown eyes were half-lidded and bloodshot as she sipped a bottle of Steinlager out of the well-stocked refrigerator. She was wearing a red mini-skirt that had crept up upon her legs much more than I was comfortable with in light of our previous trip. Her legs, bare of nylons, were nothing short of magnificent and she seemed to delight in giving me the occasional quick, teasing glance between them as she moved this way and that in the co-pilot’s seat, offering me. She stayed away from the head so I wouldn't come just yet. Elizabeth let her hands trace zig zags down her chest and stomach until she reached the waistband of her pants. Grinning widely, she lowered them ever so slowly to her knees then let them fall the rest of the way to her feet. Her panties, which were the same fuzzy purple as her bra, were soaked so much that they clung to her pussy like a second skin. We could see the outline of her lips through the wet fabric. Elizabeth brushed her.