By time she finished showering he had the kitchen cleaned up and walked into their bedroom to find her just finishing getting dressed. "Go take your s...ower and get dressed," she said as she kissed him. As he walked past her, she reached out and patted his rear. "I am going to make my list for the day and when you come out I will start the simmer."He got dressed and joined her in the kitchen. She had her coat on already and seemed about ready to leave. "So where's the simmer?" Sit down and I. I moaned andsignaled my approval. But before I could have my reward,she felt my forehead.“You don’t seem to be lubricating enough Honey, I’m goingto see if you have a fever and need a bulb enema.” Shewent over to the suitcase holding our toys, and got theVaseline and baby thermometer. Shaking it down, she satdown on the bed and ordered me across her lap. “Come to Mama.” She said in a loud firm voice, withplenty of sexy inflections. As an adult I had NEVER. Originally, my exile to France for the summer was a punishment. I was due to go back to start University. If time was precious then there was none to waste. This felt so powerful – it felt so right. When we started on this adventure, naively we thought we had single-handedly invented sex. We knew now there was so much more to learn about that and each other.Learn we did. As we fucked, Brigitte goaded me with her desires. We fucked on the naturist beach so many times I lost count. Each. It sat there in the middle of the room,looking so out of place.the room was spotless the wall mounted flatscreen dominated half of one wall,the furniture so modern,yet pride of place went to a scuffed chunky table,so strange. i was excited he was coming all the way from america on business and hed had made time for us,he had rented a house for us to spend the month together.so here i was giving it the once over before collecting the keys to hand over to him when he arrives on friday.2 days to.