“Ohh baby, make me a sammich," she yelled at Kit while she stood at the living room doorway, drinking in the mess. She shrugged her shoulders and mo...ved to the coffee table, sorting through the piles on it, stacking everything in three piles, keep, trash, and review. The third stack was by far the largest. She paused and called out, "How's my sammich coming?"“Be ready soon,” Kit replied, chuckling.They worked in silence for a while, Dakota had finished with the coffee table and started with the. He fell backwards just beside a blazing log at the fire’s edge. His furs were open at the front and revealed a chest sunken with age and scarred by battle, legs that were lithe and hairy, and a limp penis that flopped unprepossessingly to one side. ‘And so, my darling wife,’ the Chief slurred, ‘I have kept my promise. I haven’t wasted my sperm.’ He then laid his head to one side and stared steadily towards the flames coming off the fire. Ivory and Ptarmigan remained together in a long embrace.. Before they were halfway round, she thought fit to comment, "Your prices are too high, if you want to sell these pieces, Claire. You have far too high a profit margin on each piece. Some of this less good stuff would shift easily, if you halved the asking prices, and you would still be making a profit, by my reckoning."Claire spluttered, coming up with her best excuse:"Granny sets the prices, so I have to go with that." I see. So Granny controls how the business operates, does she?" Hmm. Yes.. There used to be a launderette opposite the hall of residence in Hove, Holland House we all used. One day on top of a washing machine was a pair of girls white tie panties, I put my washing over them and took them. Could not wait for my washing to finish to get back to my room. I was very thin then and had a slight feminine figure and quickly stripped naked and put the panties on, giving me a massive hardon. Taking a pillow and placing it on the floor I straddled it between my legs and rubbed.