There was a 45" TV, a stereo, fireplaces in the family room and bedroom and a jacuzzi in the master bath. I thought to myself that this may not be too... bad, I flipped on the TV and found out there was a satellite dish attached so the channels we could get were endless. Mom immediately walked over and shut it off saying we had to unpack the car before we did anything. It took about an hour to bring the things in and get situated. Mom went into the kitchen to put away the food we brought when. And they were both in love. Or so they claimed. In love with Anneand Sophie.Perhaps it was pure coincidence, yes surely if must be that ....but the current subject under discussion by the aspiring writers atthe Guild was poetry. And being a mixed group, the poetry mostdiscussed was love poetry, thus allowing the more flirtatiousamongst them to personalise their readings and indeed theirliterary efforts. Vincent and Simon would not normally fall into the more flirtatiouscategory but had had that. Picking up the bottle again, she squeezed more shampoo onto the top of her chest, wiggling her tits back and forth to encourage the liquid to drip down her massive tits.James didn’t wait any longer. He grabbed his twitching rod and rubbed it up and down with long, twisting strokes. Patty felt wet as she watched her James rubbing himself, gazing at her shiny, gooey tits. Grabbing her rapidly diminishing bottle, she knelt in front of James’ cock, pouring a huge wad of strawberry scented liquid. ————— —————– The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or in total, without the author’s permission. This story takes place in the entirely fictional city of Springfield, California, so don’t go looking for it on a map. And in my little fictional world, there are no unwanted pregnancies or STD’s, except as plot driving devices. The author.