Ichael lay with his head pillowed on Rachel’s stomach, turned slightly so he could smell the delicious aroma of her recently licked sex. Jimmy and t...e Nerds were off on the side, quietly playing their seemingly endless sex games. Their appetites and stamina had become legend within his family. Other than those three, Michael was the only one awake. Even Peter and Valerie, who often crept in to sleep with the adults, had long ago drifted off. he sub-vocalized. she responded promptly. Her image. She fights against waking completely, knowing that if she does, they have to get up to report into work. But work is inevitable. It takes her a moment to realize that she is in her own bed and not the couch in the office. And then her mind sets into motion, trying to remember ever moving. These thoughts are put to bed when she feels strong hands gently stroking her skin, caressing her shoulder and tugging lightly on her hair. She rolls over to allow him greater access to her waiting body.After. Emily wasn’t long in changing and was soon back down dressed in the tracksuit. Irene asked questions about fit, comfort and ease of movement. Emily answered whilst going through a series of basic warm up exercises.To Clive’s untrained eye, she seemed happy enough with the fit, as did his wife.“What about the leotard?” Irene asked.Emily casually unzipped the tracksuit top and removed the T-shirt underneath showing that she was wearing the leotard. She casually bent over and removed the track. The next room was empty although there was evidence that hay or barley or what ever horses ate was stored there for remains were imbedded into the heavy wooden flooring. The next room was empty but a sturdy ladder let up into the loft, an area he hadn't been in before. Although it appeared sound, he tested each rung of the ladder and only then did he climb. The loft smelt of mould and rotting remains of hay bundles were scattered throughout the area.He ventured along to another open trap door,.