I ordered her to kneel on her hands and knees in the middle of the carpet, and stay there. Perkily obedient, she took up the pose and looked at me ov...r her shoulder, her eyes going round when I pulled a large strap-on out of nearby drawer, buckled it around me and then stepped up behind her. She was almost shaking with excitement as I sank to my knees, the knob of the dildo level with her ass and just a few inches from her holes. I ran my fingernails down each side of her back, from the top. "Sounds good. If they have charcoal, I will get some for the pit and we can cook on that, too," Victor replied as the two of them walked away.Wandering down the path, they listened to the birds singing and chipmunks chattering at them for bothering them. Lisa was pointing out several butterflies when they were almost run over by a group of kids. The two boys were chasing a girl and all three were armed with 'Super Soaker' water guns. There were spraying water at each other. Victor took a blast. It was amorous, apparently, since every so often our handsome young guest would push the hair away from Zelia’s neck and lean across to kiss the satin-smooth skin there. His beautiful, dark eyes continually went to the little blue halter Zelia wore, and the sturdy bra she wore underneath, which lifted and pushed her big breasts together. ‘Up,’ she would tell me, when we shopped for bras in the store, ‘He likes them up, not hanging down.’ She would cup her hands under her breasts to better. No, no reason, just, just walking....so, um, how’s your day goin‑ aaaaaaahhhh!!. SIS? HELLO? SIS? UM, CAN YOU THROW ME A ROPE? OH C’MON SIS!! WHERE ARE YOU GOING!!! SIIISSSSS!!!!?Epilogue:?um, hello Mistress, um, how’s your day going? good, good....um, Mistress, you know that vase you used to like ‑ um, well, maybe that’s not the way to put it, you probably still like it ‑ well, maybe not now, um, well, not since ‑ maybe i should say that vase you used to have ‑ um, i’m kind of getting.