We fucked on for a minute or two while my brain surfed rising waves of euphoria. It was taking Evelyn a bit longer to reach orgasm than I was expectin..., given the state she was in, but it was her first time after all. Somehow, without really trying, I seemed to have learned how to wait, so I just fucked on with her.Finally she went quiet, and shuddered. Girls all seemed to cum in their own individual style and Evelyn’s was especially beautiful. Her blue eyes shone, and a tense smile lit up her. Whichever one, it was very appealing. He struggled to concentrate on the drawings. She was a skilled artist, and he could easily visualize each room and the colours she was proposing. They went over the suggestions.He chose almost all the same colours that she subtly recommended, then complimented him on his good taste. When it came to the outside colours, he wasn't so sure. She suggested she make up some samples on rough cedar siding so that they could look at them outside in the light of day. I demanded an explanation. Well, to tell the truth, I went bloody ballistic! No one bought houses at bloody midnight. She just told me to mind my own business and stomped off to bed. I slept in the spare room that night.In the morning, she had a monster of a hangover. I cooked breakfast with an enthusiastic flurry. Crashing the frying pan about just as she used to do to me when I had a hangover. Angel did not see the funny side of it, and retreated to our bedroom.She reappeared around. “Well, you did seem very eager to wear it and fuck me,” Anthe answers. “I knew you were into women. I read Daddy’s employee files.”“What does that have to do with this?” Harper asks, her anger diffusing into curiosity. What Harper hasn’t noticed is the erection pressing hard against her shirt.“I had noticed when you looked at me it was in a lustful way,” she explains. “I thought the same of you. You are hot and I sometimes play with myself while thinking of you. I actually did that night,.