“Let me get you that t-shirt,” Michael said, putting the last of the dirty bowls into the dishwasher. He headed into his room and grabbed an old t...shirt that was too big for him anyway. He passed it to Dana who checked it out for a while. Then, right there in front of Michael, Dana undid the knot at the top of her breasts and allowed her towel to fall. “Umm, Dana, don’t you want me to hop into the shower first, I mean, before you change,” Michael said, turning away.“Come on Mike, you’ve seen me. And there it was, the gated track leading to the House in the Woods, Keepers, where I had voluntarily lost so much of my innocence. I parked my car on the verge, climbed the locked gate, and walked down the track. Shivering in the cold air, my resolve inevitably weakened the closer I came, but held as I pictured Sarah jumping into my Mini Cooper on that far off summer's day ... There was the Landrover. No, it was different - older more dents, dark blue instead of green. The dark wooden walls of. And once through the porched door, past the maid who was relieved of duty as soon as Ana arrived, the house was even more splendid. The rooms were massive, the fittings and furniture sumptuous, and the portraits on the wall chosen with a masterful eye for æsthetic quality. Ana stood in the hallway trembling with a sense of her own lowliness as she regarded the broad staircase leading up to the first floor and the sheer spaciousness of the house. She was intimidated by the ostentation, but also. My face was awash with her juice, I could feel it running down my chin. With her legs high, I worked my hands beneath her and using my fingers held her cunt lips wide as I probed again with my tongue. In no time my fingers were nice and wet so I ran a trail from pussy to arse, back and forth as I kept up the attention her cunt deserved. With a soaking finger, I pushed gently against her ringLisa was rocking on the chair, breathing heavily now, clearly my efforts were producing the desired.