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040 :: Second morning duties
Peter woke Naomi. She jolted. She looked frightened as she worked out where she was. Like a deer in the headlights. One of those small little ones. Bambi. Or a bunny rabbit. She spoke.
Why. It you today. (Naomi)
Peter reached for his Skroll. He read her words. He smiled and shrugged. He touched her shoulder. He got out of bed and loped round to get her Skroll. Walking strangely to hide his morning erection. Passed her Skroll to her.
They asked for you. They like you. It will be fine. It is all about having a little fun. (Peter)
She read his words. Sighed. He held out his hand. He led her to the toilet. He rinsed the cloth while she pissed. Passed it to her. He held out the KY. A knob on her finger. She lubricated her vulva. He kept the KY out while pointing to his bum. She took another knob to lubricate her arsehole. He put toothpaste on her toothbrush then went back to bed. He gave her the thumbs up when she left the room.
She made the coffee. She was looking out the window. Staring at the dark garden. No mist. It would be a fine day again. She frothed the milk longer than necessary. It was not good coffee. She went up the stairs. Placed the espresso on the table. Opened the door. Diane was smiling at her. A just woken up smile. A just woken up and happy to see her smile. Diane shifted. Sat up against the headboard. Naomi walked over and handed her the coffee.
Thanks. (Diane)
She took a sip. Put it on the bedside table. Maybe she noticed how Naomi was feeling. Or maybe she just wanted a morning cuddle. She lifted her duvet inviting Naomi to join her. Diane cuddled her. Pulled her close. They lay for a minute before Diane shifted. She pulled the duvet away. She spread her legs. She moved Naomi’s hand. Naomi stroked her stomach. She followed the stretch marks. She lifted her drooping breast. She squeezed it. Rolled the nipple.
Nice. (Diane)
She ran her fingers back down the stretch marks. She cupped Diane’s cunt. She licked her fingers then slipped them into Diane. Two fingers digging deep in a slow rhythmic movement.
Yes. (Diane)
Naomi pinched and rubbed. Squeezed. Stroked. Licked and sucked. She looked at the door. John was watching.
Morning darling. I am as ready as I will be. (Diane)
John did not move. He kept watching.
Unless she goes faster. (Diane)
Shall I see if we can make her go faster. (John)
It did not work yesterday. (Diane)
John walked across to the bed. He stood looking down at the women looking up at him.
I need a bit of a warm up too. (John)
He pushed Naomi down on her back. He opened her legs. He knelt between them. He smiled at Diane. Diane nodded to him. He looked down. He thumbed his flaccid cock into Naomi’s cunt. Back and forth slowly. He watched his cock go in and out.
Do you like that fresh pussy. (Diane)
John looked up.
Is that cutie cunt making your cock stiff. (Diane)
John nodded. Smiled.
Faster baby faster. Fuck that baby girl faster. (Diane)
John fucked faster. Naomi‘s hands looped about John.
My turn big boy. (Diane)
John slipped out of Naomi. He shifted over to Diane. He lifted her legs in the air. Naomi dreamily reached for his cock. He looked at her. She hesitated. Then positioned his cock at Diane’s pussy.
Naomi stepped off the bed. She watched them fuck. Squelching. Slapping. She retreated. Waited at the door for a moment. Left.
041 :: Music, magic and sex
Naomi opened the bedroom door. Peter...
