They arrived at the cottage at nine twenty. George, Ann and May helped them unload. The room they would use for the studio was ideal. It was large, an... it had a double bed and fitted wardrobes. The bathroom was also huge. When they were carrying the sofa in and were alone, George said, “Paul, I must thank you for bringing some happiness back into Ann’s life. Things have not been easy for a long time. I have never seen her so happy and honestly wish that she has a child which she so wants. I. Exactly typical. I mean, I had a family, I went to school ... but my family were, well, different." Different than what?" Well, let's just say we weren't the Cleavers. I'll put it this way, my parents were ... I guess a good word for it is adventurous. And I don't mean they liked to travel, or sky dive. They were swingers. But more than that, they were pretty into ... um ... have you heard of BDSM?" I nodded."My dad was a submissive. My mom was, it's called a switch? Sometimes dominant,. As he sucked he stretched them out pulling the nipples. She loved the sensation. Today she was naked and he then rubbed between her legs. Her pussy was shaved and smooth. He felt her pussy lips and her full clit and then felt her hole. She layed and enjoyed his hands on her pussy. He then spread her legs so he could really play with her as he ran his fingers up and down her smooth slit. His lips on her tits as his fingers worked at her cunt. Then he inserted two fingers in her wet hole. He. "Oh, James, I didn't know you were so... big!" she moaned loudly as she found what she was looking for.Tiffany wrapped her hand around my cock and gripped it tugging on it as I played in her panties. I could hear the wet squishing sounds my fingers were making in her sopping wet pussy."Damn, Tiffany, you are a wet-cunted slut, aren't you?" I said as I pushed my fingers deep into her again."Just getting ready for that big, hard, fat cock! I always want to be wet and ready for you, baby!" she.