It´s not good and you should never do it again, but let´s forget about it”. “You can stay here till we sort something better out for you. You do...n´t have to pay us anything, as long as you help out a bit with the housekeeping and cooking. Then you can use your allowance for fuel to go to places where you can maybe find some work” Steve continued. Yana burst into tears and dropped herself onto Donna´s chest. “Oh, thank you Donna and Steve, thank you, thank you, thank you”. She put her hands. Never before had I experienced anything like this!And added to the softness on the top of her thighs there was a warmth bordering on heat which I still, many years later, don't know if it is because it is a rather confined space, or if every woman feels the same when you reach that point, or if it is just imagination from us men's side. I've heard every man I've spoken to say that they experience the same and almost all stories on the Net sooner a later says the same so it must be something. They looked amazing now that I could see them in the daylight. "Morning" I said simply. "You know, you could look at my face when your talking to me" she laughed. "Your breasts are just amazing" I said stupidly. "Well you get straight to the point, I'd imagine most people would be apologizing" she laughed again. "Well your the one sitting on my bed topless looking at my cock" "That's true" she said. "I was expecting you to masturbate last night but you didn't" "I didn't want to get caught" I. Iwas in a state of shock and felt too embarrassed even to speak."Bring it into the lounge on the tray with the cakes I bought thisafternoon and quick about it." Her voice was strident, arrogant almostaggressive.I stood trembling in the kitchen in front of the singing kettle, lookingaround trying to find something I could wear so that I could escapethrough the back door, perhaps climb over the fence and hide until it wasdark enough for me to walk home unnoticed.My mind strayed to her words then.