I knew that daddy didn’t wear boxers because he left it on the floor. He was probably busy with himself.His meat sprang right up. Seven inches, mayb...? Nine? Ten? Who knows? All I know is that it’s delicious.But I immediately stripped off my panties, leaving only my bra on. I lifted my bum, positioning it into the right place and slammed down. My breath hitched as I heard him grunt for a moment but sighed in relaxation.He felt so good. It took me a moment to adjust to his size, again. His was. So long and luxurious! Par excellence!" She giggled. Then she left Franchesca to relax in the warm water. After awhile she got out, toweled off and pulled on her comfortable robe. She climbed onto the bed to nap for a bit.Corinne knocked at the door."Would you like the fire lit, Madame? Oui? It would be good?" Oui, Corinne, that would be nice. Merci." I will be back later to help you dress Madame. Have a good nap." And she curtsied a little and left the room. She headed for her own room, she. After a few minutes, he wished he hadn’t. Apart from her sleeping quarter, the cavern was filled with bundles of fragrant herbs, jars of sweet smelling salves, dried flowers and seeds. He could no longer deny it, he was in the home of a healing woman. He had known that, at the back of his thoughts, because of the way she had been taking care of him. It was just, that he had preferred to ignore it. After he had cleaned up the mess he had made, he slipped back under the covers. His robe was. She reacted faster than I did though but I'll swear blind another layer of anechoic and we'd have scraped. She smiles sweetly at me, says "Sorry 'bout that" and takes us 'round again and does it perfectly while I'm wondering if I'll ever get my drawers clean again. Bloody students; they'll be the death of me." At least you got a chance to gauge her reaction time and how well she can recover" Morg groused; "it's the little Mr Perfects who worry me..." Haventer?" TJ enquired."Yah! The little sod.