“Ohh Jeesus” she gasped, tentatively placing a hand on it, “it looks amazing….and scary”. Jo got to her feet also and walked to the front door with me, as we stepped outside I hugged her tight as she ran her hand down my bulge….” I’m still kinda hungry….for sausage” she giggled, “I think that can be arranged” I said and picked her up effortlessly and she wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her the 100 yards or so up to my place relishing the feel of her tight ass cheeks in my hands and firm tits against my chest. We bring them down the force and when they put their head through the bail we close it on their neck”. “I assume from the breakfast banter that Sam knows….and is OK with it” I asked as I set her down on my bed. I headed down to the house and knocked on the door, “come in” called Jo, and I walked into the kitchen and froze, almost turning and bolting out the door….not because Jo was seated on a stool at the breakfast island….stark naked, but because Sam, her back to me as she served up a plate…wearing a loose white singlet that barely covered her ass.
