It was getting dark. The guys helped Anne with dishes and clearing the table. Tim and Joe are having another beer. They are relaxing and having a grea... conversation. Anne walks on a path in the backyard with a flashlight. Hidden by brush and trees is a running water pond.She uses matches to light lanterns around the pond. Anne goes back toward the house and uses the flashlight to signal Tim. Tim tells Joe to follow him. Anne shines the light so they can see the path. She goes back to the pond. Soon both left for their home. Finally Jane reached home, totally exhausted after a long shopping hour. Opening the fridge she grabbed a Beer can and proceeded towards her room. In her room, Jane decided to read a book to help her chill her mind a bit. On not finding an ideal one, she decided to sneak inside her father’s room and choose a book. Jane’s father Robert Horton who was usually abroad was a book worm and Jane had inherited her father’s hobby in her as well. On entering his father’s. Each movement of his hips and hers gained them about an inch in depth but as he withdrew her legs pulled him back into her until he was sliding fully in and out of her. He was like a rocket primed for blast off and with her eyes open wide he fired. She could tell she could feel the blast of his jets hitting her deep in her womb. Her legs locked him in deep contact and he emptied himself fully into her but still she clasped him to her, in her. Long after his hardness had subsided, he still felt. This play wasn't a musical so some more seats were gained up front and fewer people were needed to produce it.Roger greeted them at the stage entry door and quickly introduced them to the others working on the set. Those actually in the play hadn't arrived. It became apparent to them that a bit of a pecking order existed. They, as newcomers, were on the bottom. They did as they had been told to do by their boss. They listened, said nothing and worked hard. Ken kissed her at the end of the.