I was quickly made aware that I was too dirty to be in the house, and too clothed. Peeking in, I found that Jill was dropping her pants at the entranc....I turned to head down to the water, and found myself catching the edge of a conversation."C'mon, tell us." I swear! I didn't lay a finger on his thing." You were gone over an hour; you mean to tell us you did nothing?" Sheri teased."Well, no, not nothing." I peeked in at the window, and saw Jill peel her shirt off."You little slut!" Robin. I swallowed. I swiftly closed my computer and grabbed her arse.“Not so fast, my love,” she said. “How long before you finish with your work?” she asked“In about twenty minutes but it can wait -”“No.”“No?” I questioned“Do you think you can be faster?”I nodded.Running her tongue around her lips, and staring at my dick, Elle said, “while you work, I will attend to your other needs,”My dick twitched under her stare. I unbuckled my trousers, and it sprang free, the head glistening. “Be a good boy. He kept a little in reserve to trade for more food to get them through until their crops ripened, and to resupply the ships on the way home. The noble’s eyes widened when he saw everything. He handled and checked each of the tools almost reverently. He was nearly drooling when he saw one of the five hundred steel swords and the same number of crossbows demonstrated, and nearly died from excitement when Parker had four men saddle their horses, then gallop half a mile down the beach and back.Even. What if Sara should have second thoughts? What if she should show up unexpectedly while Randi and I are fucking? What if she just sits out front in her car and sees her arriving, or leaving? Oh god, I can't go through with this!But this, Laura knew in the back of her mind, was insane. There would be no second thoughts. Sara was not going to reconsider. Still, the thought of killing her chances twice, even in fantasy, had a way of deflating all her exciting expectations of a torrid evening in.