They were bright, well-educated, well spoken and charming young ladies. Julia and I lay in bed watching the end titles of the late movie and as I reached for the remote so she reached for my dick. I’m soaked. That was a good idea to get us horny like that.”
“Idea? “I saw you checking our Ava. Not just sweaty but soaked from the heavy rain. Her top and shirt had a peach trim and matched closely the colour of the ‘tick’ on her shoes. Julia lowered her glasses and looked at me. She had been instrumental in bringing up our two daughters and raising them in a very moral way. She did love her bed. Em was not happy. Maybe tomorrow we can pretend it’s Emily.”
She shook her head. She did like to run though. Then chill.” She replied staccato fashion inbetween mouthfuls. A rare thing for a Saturday. I’m soaked. “What time will you be back?” Her mother asked.
