Don't rob me of the chance." Well, if you're sure ..." Lynn said hesitantly, wanting above all else to escape the suffocating closeness of the small c...bin."Lynn, if I'm not sure, my wife is," Harry chuckled, and, indicating the dirty dishes strewn across the table, said, "We'll take care of this mess. You go on topside, the night breeze will perk you right up."Lynn rose, and eased her slim, sinuous hips along the narrow space between the table and her seat ..."Well, maybe you're right. I do. “Anne, I told you to be quiet,” he growls but I can see the hidden glee in his eyes before he picks up the tattered remains of my panties and stuffs them into my mouth. I can smell and taste my arousal in them and I can feel a trickle of my juices run down my thighs. Mr. Carter slowly licks the trail of pussy juice up the very source before licking my slit slowly with his broad tongue. Our eyes lock and I am completely at his mercy. With a devilish grin, he captures my clit and sucks on it. Maybe she was starving for sex for a very long time, which was obvious through her actions. I came closer, kept the pint aside and started looking into her crystal clear eyes. It felt like she was waiting for this moment for a long time. I kept starring her for a few minutes, and god knows when my lips dissolved into hers. We were lost in each other & it was almost 35-40 minutes since we fell apart from the first kiss. As I had a few encounters before by now, I had mastered the art of. . was that?” Gillian asked me when she returned.“The price of your new youth and beauty. It tends to make one violently sick. But you just clean up right afterward, as everyone else did in this house. Now, each of you line up. That’s right, all of you in this house. As you can see, you’re all naked in this house, as you should be. Unless I say otherwise, you don’t need to wear clothing at all.“You don’t need any such foolish notion as modesty. It’s an absurd concept invented to reflect shame.