“What shall we do about her?”“Nothing yet; let’s just watch her and see what happens.”Silence.“What if she doesn’t wake up?”“Let’s...worry about that later.” Emma said.Silence.“Is her pussy getting wetter?”“Maybe she’s having a wet dream.”“What’s one of those?”“It’s when you shoot your load in your sleep.”“Do girls do that Emma?”No answer.“This one looks like she is; look, it’s bubbling out of her hole and I’m sure that her hole is a lot bigger than it was earlier.”I didn’t know how much longer I. Long black hair fell across her shoulder, small breasts were supported by a black bra, lace contrasting her pale skin, and her panties matched the bra, wrapped tightly to her ass with lace on the edges. ?What do you think?? she asked, trying to pose. ?You look great? I answered truthfully, my eyes wandered up and down her body. I slipped my phone out of my pocket again and began taking pictures. This time she didn’t seem to mind, but instead posed. Again and again the camera. That was something they didn’t get enough of and it felt very good.The RV was great. They fixed a nice breakfast and just relaxed and screwed when they wanted to until the afternoon. Freddie finally sent them on their way, saying he had to get back to his wife. That surprised the hell out of them so he explained that she had significant medical problems and just couldn’t have sex anymore, so this was his outlet. Their feelings towards him mellowed a lot when they heard that, and they asked if. ‘I’ve been wearing high heels. It’s a lot better.’ I asked her to slip out of them and to rest her bare feet flat on the ground in a normal posture. She just about managed it, but as she took an experimental step or two she winced at the pain. ‘My calves feel stretched,’ she complained. ‘It’s so uncomfortable.’ When she rose up again on the balls of her feet she looked much happier. ‘I can walk all right like this,’ she said, ‘even without the shoes.’ ‘Alicia’s spotted that Fran and Connie are.