She waswearing a robe and black slides with wedge heels. "I thought you wereon your way out," she said. "I woke up to an empty bed." She watched mebui...d up one side of the pan thick with egg. "You can make omelets? Ican never get them to turn out right. They always break when I flipthem." That happens to me sometime, especially when I overstuff them, as Ioften do. It doesn't make them less edible. You pile it all on a plateand eat it anyway."She poured us juice while I finished. I dished up for. ..udd grab my dick....directing it between ur leggsull spread ur lipsand ur other hands on my ass to direct me......;dont worry eveling....u know u want this...and i wont hurt u i promise;.....ur look tels me enoughand gently and real slow...my hard dick enters ur wet kitty.........ur hand tells me i can move alll the way in filling u up till my balls.u feel it even grow inside of u...omg ur tight......gently i start thrusting in and out ur pussy...makking u moan...u like this....u like the. ” I handed over her bikini bottom. She blushed but laughed.I grabbed Tim’s arm in mine and hugged it to me, “I think we may have new playmates if we are interested.” He smiled and nodded. Our circle of ‘playmates’ was certainly expanding.After Laura and Mike have left and while the guys are getting our dinner of grilled fish fillets ready (I guess they actually did catch some), I was being touched, stroked and felt anytime one of the guys went past me. And they seemed to be finding reasons to. "No. It's abouttime for me to move on - before the next spy comes to report on me."The old woman smiled slyly. "What if we could arrange that your father'sspies never found you again?"The girl looked puzzled for a moment, then she frowned. "You mean - makethis," she glanced down at her feminine body, "permanent?" She shook herhead. "Isn't that kind of ... extreme?" Maybe. Or not. Depends on how you look at it." The old woman smiled. "So far, it seems that you're not too disturbed at.