Jovita bought cheese, bread, and fruit for their dinner. Hanna thanked her for taking care of the meal. ‘You cooked a wonderful lunch for us,’ Jov...ta pointed out. ‘We’re merely exchanging value for value.’ The Irish Hunger Memorial was just north of the World Financial Center. A grim facade greeted the pair as they approached the monument. The loud speakers played quotes about the famine mixed with Irish music. The narrow space that lead into the memorial made Hanna and Jovita feel a bit. Wow, I thought no panties. My hand slid down to cover her muff, my middle finger sliding up and down the lips of her wet, warm slit. With my middle finger I went for the prize, trying to push it inside of her. Damn she was tight, either a virgin or hadn’t been fucked in a while. Either way this would be an adventure. After, using some force I was able to insert my finger into her hungry moist hole. "Oh God! Finger me baby," she whined loudly. "Oh yes, right there," she cried. "OH YES, YES!" . As he pumped he told herthat she was incredibly sexy and was thrilled that shewould share such a deep secret with him. If that waswhat made her such a good lover with him he saw noreason for it to stop. Rita kissed him deeply andsaid, “Oh, thank you! Never forget that I will alwaysgive you more and better loving than anyone elsegets.”After adding his second cum load, and her fourth, ofthe evening into her sloppy vagina, Thomas said,“There are some things you need to know about. You will find it is not warm in here. Besides, it is easier to wash a nightgown than to be forever cleaning sheets as you will discover.”I did as she asked. The nightgown was long and plain cotton with long sleeves and a high neck. The only concession to femininity was a frill around the neck, and others at the hem and cuffs.“Now, into bed. You will see a chamber pot beneath if you have a need during the night. Your first task in the morning will be to empty it. You will be woken at six.