The Chief leaned back, as Margret applied the lubricant, stroking him with her hands as she coated his aching member. "There you go, greased up and re...dy to go."Margret then bent over the console, resting both arms on the cold metal plating as she moved her legs apart and arched her back slightly. Estaria watched as the Chief, his cock glistening in the faint light, moved closer to her perky little ass. Feeling his own cock rise at the site of Margret, her ass swaying wantonly, Estaria reached. Naughty thoughts began to enter my brain."Oh, that's a shame. Well, tell her I dropped by," she said."Yes, of course. Would you like to come in for a coffee?" I found myself asking to my surprise.She smiled and nodded, "I'd love one thank you." She stepped into the house and I shut the door behind her.I put the kettle on in the kitchen and Andrea sat down at the table. I got one mug out and placed two teaspoons of Nescafe granuals in the mug and then poured it up with water."So, Daniel, how is. The ring was a short sleeve which slipped over the index finger, the knife part was a hook sharpened into a vee with a blunt tip, a thumb stall prevented any misdirected cuts and also protected the thumb from the grape stalks. A nifty Idea and I wanted some."Where can I get them Bert?" Glad you asked, I make these in my spare time when we're not picking, this is my market place, five quid for a pair with the thumb stalls and sharpening stone."I parted with the fiver and was keen to make a start. For the last ten miles all she talked about was the ‘boys’ and how much she has missed them. Another good sign.Parking in the garage, Joe popped the trunk and they each went back to pull out a suitcase. Another interesting sign, Nikki giggled looking in the trunk and took out the smaller case that Michele had provided while Joe took his and the large case that Nikki had packed but never opened. Joe followed Nikki into the house, watching her for any signs of concern, turmoil or positives. He.