Back in the lounge, Poppy and Lexxi were being explored by a large contingent of guests, who had yet to set foot in the bedroom.With her sleek and glo...ssy black hair, long black eyelashes, silver eyeshadow, red fingernails, black corset and bra, fishnet stockings and heels, Poppy looked the picture of elegance and sluttiness all combined into one. On her knees in the lounge, in front of the sofa, she was busy sucking a long, stiff cock. Giving it her undivided attention, she ran her tongue. As I was saying, since there was going to be a chill, I fired up the oil heater which had come with the cabin. I wasn't sure how safe it was, but I had to try it sometime.I followed the directions on the back of the stove and sure enough it began to put out heat. Since it sat in one corner of the one room cabin, I figured I needed some kind of blower for the small heater. A quick search of the one standing cabinet revealed a small plastic box fan. Since it had a carry handle and since there was. “Come on big boy,” she smirked, holding the door open for me to walk through. “Go and get the tickets while I get chocolate.” I walked through the doors and over to the pre-booked tickets machine, grateful for the wait as it searched for the booking. I could feel my cock getting soft again, the bulge in my trousers subsiding. Eventually, the tickets were printed and I went over to Natalie who had purchased a bag of Minstrels for us to share and was now waiting by the doors that led to the. They took their time finishing while we walked through the kitchen.“I won the game!” Aongus proclaimed.“Good for you,” Heather said, “but do you have to take it out on Mom like that?”Mairead laughed. “He only won, because ... Well, never mind.”Heather rolled her eyes.“I should get home. It’s been a long day,” I said.“Yeah, I’m beat,” Heather agreed.“Goodnight, Mairead, Aongus,” I said. “Thanks for the lemonade.”“You’re welcome,” Mairead said warmly. “We’ll see you for dinner tomorrow night.