I looked at my poor garden. The weeds were still tall even though it was November and my hedges needed cutting. “If you want to do me a favour Greg,...you can sort my garden out if you like.” “Oh yeah, no problem! I’d do anything for you Danielle. I love you.” “No you don’t!” “I do. I told you, I can’t stop thinking about you.” “Greg. You’re starting to sound a bit creepy.” “I’m sorry. Yes, I’ll do your garden.” “Thank you. Be more confident Greg. I know you’re a couple of years younger than me,. “Yes” he agreed, “very good but I’d like to have fucked her when she was I bit more ‘with it’. I’d love those lips round my cock. I bet she’s a horny little bitch,”.“You don’t know the half of it,” I replied “It’s a pity Terry and Mike couldn’t make it”When she finally awoke at about 10 o’clock, still on the sofa, she looked rough. “God my head and my cunt are aching, I must have been totally gutted last night!” I pulled back the blanket and she saw her tits which were covered in bites. She. I let out a little scream when I felt something touch my pussy. Realizing it was Jim's tongue licking my lips, I relaxed and enjoyed the warm feeling I was getting inside me. Mary lifted her body and moved off my face. I started to protest but stopped when I realized she was propping my head up with her wadded jacket. She climbed back on the table and shifted around so she was facing my feet then again straddled my face. This position gave me better access to her pussy and her ass. I could use. It wouldn't be unusual for institutionalized people to be heavily regimented.That was it. No good mornings, thanks for eating me out so good. It was just hurry up or you will be late. "Right," I said as I walked out the door in jeans and a sweatshirt no underwear at all.The untouched coffee from the night before made it into the microwave, then into me. I carried a cup of it into the bathroom with me, while I brushed my teeth and showered. I managed to get into my bra, panties, thermal suit,.