The day of her return finally dawned but Róisín had insisted I shouldn’t meet her at the airport. I was in the yard feeding chickens when I heard ...a car coming up the drive. My heart raced. Is it her?I went to see and emotions flooded through me as I watched her get out of a taxi. Smiling hugely, I ran over, picked her up and span around until she squealed. With her feet back on the ground, I gave her a massive hug and we kissed hungrily.ooOooThe next few months confirmed to me that she was the. Thank goodness I'm not a Catholic, because I sure wouldn't look forward to my next confession with a priest!But THINK, Susan, think!Finally, she said, "Well, I, uh, I was doing a load of laundry, and uh, I, er, I realized that my, uh, skirt ... My skirt, it was, um, needing to be washed, so I put it in there and, in the washer I mean, and, uh ... I was thinking that since I was down here early cooking your favorite breakfast, um, it wouldn't matter. You know, how I was, uh, dressed. But I lost. As I caught up with her, she turned and said to me. "We do have a restroom, but I think you want to be interrupted about as much as I do." As I replied "W hat do you suggest?" she fished into a pocket of the dress, and removed a key."Key to the cellar," she said, and with that, led me through a narrow doorway where there were some steps. "You first' she said, "I don't want your cock in the back of my head. Maybe the front though." At the bottom of the steps, she moved past me, and unlocked a. I moved back up and kissed her neck softly and as I did, I slowly pulled loose her other bra strap, and pulled down her bra, revealing her young firm breasts. I moved my mouth down to her breasts, and took the right one in my left hand, gently massaging it. I took the left one in my right hand, and began licking her areola, causing her to moan slightly. I looked up, and saw that she was still asleep, so I continued. I gave her areola another lick, then lowered my head onto her nipple and began.