She becomes desperate and turns to me for help. I’ve become her friend and confidante, her only male companion in whom she can trust. She is afraid ...to admit how badly off she is to her female friends.I tell her everything will be OK. She can have a life of ease. She is grateful but curious. How will this be possible when she has tried everything she can to get a job? I say it is simple. She is wise. She is beautiful in a mature way. All she need do is remove her clothing.She is stunned. She. Emma climbed on top of me. I shuffled up the bed and she followed, crawling up my legs and thighs; her breasts swinging underneath her. I finally reached the headboard and sat upright. Emma straddled me and lifted my head up to face her.“Let me get this straight. I don’t want to make a mistake understanding this. You want me to sit you on the edge of the bed, right?”“Yes.”“My breasts covered with honey.”“Yes.”“Sporting a Feeldoe, from my pussy, that will fuck you, up your arse.”“Yes.”“Honey. I saw my sister sitting in the bed in bra and panty waiting for me.I came close to her. My heart was pounding, thinking of what was about to happen. She smiled at me and extended her hands to hug me while I was standing like a moron.My dick was making a tent in my towel. So I removed the towel and throwing it away, showing my dick to my sister’s face. She grabbed and kissed it. I kissed her in lips, and pushed her down, removed her panties. I started to lick her. She was overflowing with. ”“Thank you very much Anthony. I would like that.”“You’re quite welcome Ms. Carpenter. I hope you enjoy your stay with us.”***The woman standing before me was – to put it simply – stunning. Perhaps gorgeous was more accurate. Her hair, her eyes, her long legs – evident even in her jeans – everything about her was captivating. It was also evident that she was totally lost in her thoughts. I had noticed her enter the lodge lobby and stop, drop her luggage and walk into the Great Room. She.