"Good morning Mr. Hudson," she muttered in a tired slurred sort of stammer. "Sleep well?"He smiled. "Like a baby," he said, and then added "A sleepwal...ing baby."She smiled and closed her eyes again, nuzzling at his shoulder with her cheek as if she couldn't get close enough for comfort.He sighed, knowing full well that the next few seconds were all that he had to enjoy her. She squeezed him in a hug and reached over her shoulder to retrieve her phone from the headboard. Realizing that they were. "Ugh." But over the next few days this young couple displayed an energy seldom seen amongst their peers, and soon had a remarkably tall stack of empty and folded boxes in the garage. The furniture slowly appeared, and Kate got her kitchen organized. Norman unpacked books, computers, clothes, and all manner of odds and ends. Some of this stuff he swore he'd never seen before in his life. The effort drained them both, but they were happy. They'd gotten a remarkable deal on this two story house. The ambulance came quickly and they hauled her off and an hour later she had been helicoptered back home for treatment. I was told to stay and chaperone and be cooperative. I got a cheap air mattress, some plastic screening, borrowed one of the mother’s blankets and decided to sleep in the back of the big SUV. The girls, including Patricia, headed for the beach and I bought some cheap trunks and followed, giving my eyes and brain a vacation meal of almost bare female flesh. This year’s bikinis. "Sandra asked if I was sure I wanted him to, I assured her I was OK with it so he lowered my leg and Sandra moved back out of the way. Pete scrambled onto the floor to take her place. I lifted my right leg back onto the settee and he moved in without hesitation. He put one hand on the inside of each thigh and licked away at my welcoming slit. Sandra watched him for a while and kept checking with me that I was OK. Next she encouraged him to put a couple of fingers into my vagina and finger fuck.