We’d been hit on by most of the other ride operators but these 2 took it to another level, trying over and over to get us to go round the back with ...hem.On the way to the Funfair we’d talked about getting hit on by the young men there but we’d both agreed that it was probably a bit too risky, us not knowing where they had come from or what they might have so there was no chance that we’d go ‘round the back’ with them. They finally got the message but not before we had exposed our tits and our. "Cumming! C-cumminggg!" Screams the kitty at the top of her lungs as her whole body convulses, her dainty hands firmly grabbing the bed mattress and her face lowering down to bite the sheets, drooling in pleasure all over them. "M-master! Y-you are hitting my woooooomb~!" She dazedly out stutters, her words muffled by the silky sheets on her mouth. This, of course, only makes you want to move even faster into her."Can you please play with us after you finish with her, Master?" say at the same. She needed to focus on something else, or she would continuously beat herself up over this. Camirra nodded, and called the shop. The guys were fine and asked about Darius. They wanted to come see him but he was in ICU. Camirra told them he was in a room, and please stop by. They thanked her and told her to give her Dad their best wishes. Then she spoke to Enrique. She gave him Darius’s orders and he said he was on top of things. ‘Camirra,’ Darius whispered. ‘How is Charles? Will he live?’. At precisely ninety minutes after his original visit, Mr Smith knockedloudly on the front door. My heart nearly shot through my mouth and myfirst thought was to dash upstairs and hide, but I knew if I did this MrSmith would tell my parents they had a sissy for a son. Literallyshaking I walked slowly to the door, acutely aware of the loud rustle ofmy petticoats accompanying each step. I placed my hand on the latch andtook a deep breath and then slowly opened the door to expose my nowcompletely.