“You know that anything I say about you goes equally for Emma. So does she. Elle! Stop playing! I need you!”Elle leaned up and their lips met.... Her little tongue worked its way into his mouth and they shared a passion and love-filled kiss. Elle slowly lowered her face back down to Eamon’s dick. And then all he felt was that tongue, licking beneath the head, licking the base. Her lips slid over the head and then he was in her. Eamon surrendered to total lust. His hands found the sides. "That's better. How are you doing, big bro?"I shrugged. "Like always. People will always drive cars, and they will always need repairs or service. I get by."She gave me a bright smile. "Glad to hear it. Actually, I have a favour to ask of you."I raised my eyebrow again. "Oh? So, this is not just a friendly visit?"She giggled softly. "No, I'm afraid not. As much as I want to say it is, there's a reason I came here." She gestured towards the door. "I think it's better I show you."I looked at the. The ladies thought it would be fun and refreshing to take advantage of the summer weather. They planned to ride bicycles to the city park near Wanda’s apartment. They met at the apartment and rode off together. They planned to make an afternoon of it, so naturally Wanda packed a bottle of wine and some glasses. They found a nice secluded spot where not much foot traffic would pass by and broke out the wine. Wanda was dying to hear the nasty details of Peggy’s sordid activities.First, they got. Was I prepared for what was to come? It was many days before I was introduced to any of Miss Pickles’ guests. My education continued for those days and I grew proficient enough for Mistress Pickles to reward me with a two-day visit to my mother and with gifts of money and food and clothing for her. She was utterly delighted and kissed me repeatedly for a good and obedient daughter. She asked no questions regarding my employ and I gave her no indications save that I was happy and well cared for..