Then I had to create a temporary laundry under the tank stands. Fancy me forgetting that requirement. Thank the gods we’d had rain, and the tanks we...e full.Cavil turned up with Beth and fifteen ex-spouses the next morning. Calvin got Cora and Bea’s room. The ex-spouses happily joined the Bellows on the upper floor. They even helped knock up some spare double bunks.I assumed they thought all the ex-spouses and unmarried were supposed to fit up there. I did tell them that we had a spare bunkhouse. I'd wake to find her playing with my cock which, like most men in the morning, was in 'glory'. I'd turn over to snuggle in spoon position and begin fingering her crack and massaging her clitoris; feeling the swell of her belly and the magnificence of her breasts as my cock leaked it's juices over her lower back. I loved the way her cunt 'juiced-up' making squishy squelchy sounds as my finger delved deep into her womanly charms. She'd know that I needed to fuck her and that delaying would not. She stretched out beside her and they kissed again, belly to belly, lying on their flanks. Carol slid down the bed. She pushed Jennifer’s lush thighs apart and moved her dark head in. She looked up at Jennifer over her pubic mound and said, “Your pussy looks delicious, I’m going to eat it out now.” Jennifer moaned, “Oh yes, yes.” Carol dipped her head down and ran her tongue up Jennifer’s slit. Jennifer shivered all over, her backbone rigid. Using only her tongue at first, Carol began to lave. She could not hear her mistress making any move. She was conscious of her nipples on the towel, of the edge of the table lightly pressing her thigh, of his strong fingers. She sensed her heart pumping blood through her chest. The paused continued. She wanted, needed it broken. She desperately wanted to move her hands between her legs to relieve some of the tension. She pressed her lips together to stifle a groan.Simultaneously the Mistress said, “Ay pilgrim”, she felt sharp pain in her buttock.