While we made our way ashore I heard her mutter some rather foul curses but I pretended that I didn't hear them."We better get new and dry clothes on ...fter we've taken our bath," I said.We put our knapsacks down and shed most of our clothes, Jenny reached down and untied the knapsack and when she stuck her hand down in it she gave another curse."Damn! It's all wet!" What? How can it be... You didn't close it tight enough, did you." No, I thought it was enough to just hang the flap over. The sun. Alana busiedherself with the fresh cups of tea and then sat down across from Grace. "Can you tell me anything about the history of the house?" asked Alana eagerly. "I can tell you about the last owners, but there's not much to tell. Theywere an older couple. He died about five years ago and then the house startedto deteriorate. She died last year, and it has been ignored ever since. Atleast until this week. It has a whole new energy now." Alana smiled brightly, hearing Grace's words. "I just. The further I went, the faster I moved and I began to feel his cock hitting the back of my throat. I took him as far as I could and felt the beating of his cock down my throat as I held it there for a few seconds. Pulling back with heavy breaths I saw I had left my red lipstick stains all over him.I stood up, turned around, and bent over placing a hand against the wall on the other side. I shuffled back and using my other hand quickly pulled down my soaking wet thong and guided his cock toward. " And no one else ever will," Rosy answers, "Only another girl can make you feel like this. Only a girl like me."Jill smiles and gives her a kiss. They embrace in a tight hug, just holding each other in silence. They're communicating with their feelings, verbal words have no place right now.As they bask in the moment, they hear the back door opening. Allie's home from her date. Jill is just about back from the girl fantasy ride Rosy took her on and she's able to speak now. Her tits still feel.