Despite her declaration that “I really do have to get back to work,” I resisted Etta's efforts to dress and go by successfully stealing her damp u...ndies. I made a point of sniffing them deeply. “I love the smell and taste of your musk!,” I declared. Etta finally gave up her quest to retrieve her panties, told me I could keep them “as a souvenir," toweled her pussy clean and finished dressing. I adored every single move she made. It was sooooo fucking erotic watching this incredibly sexy older. I did it very gently and lightly. Her nipple was at least 1.5 cm, firm and tender, she began to breathe even harder, I let go of the nipple for a while and stroked her large breast with my whole hand. I felt her tremble with excitement. I wanted to see her naked and down, but I felt that she was still embarrassed and not ready. I decided to turn her on more. I made her take challenging poses. She held her heavy breasts, caressed them and pressed them together. She posed for me sitting on the. Gusset? ... Her vibrator end was tucked in eliciting a shriek when I turned the settings to low.From the box of Fun Stuff, I handed each a feather duster. “Top to bottom after breakfast, I want the library spotless.” Smacking each on their butts for good measure. Cat walked into the house in a daze while Rachel ran mincingly escaping my line of sight.Bringing up the app and turning the rest of vibrator attachments on low while they ate and tried desperately to hide themselves evoked the. It was unusual enough that the strange woman was unaccompanied. Although she dressed as a Cave Dweller, she was otherwise just as alien as Glade or the Red Haired People, with which the Cave Dwellers had a cordial association. Her skin was dark. Her lips were thick and broad. She spoke the Cave Dwellers’ language with a very peculiar dialect. The strange woman was, of course, Demure. Glade was more shocked than surprised. Demure had changed a great deal. It was true that the few years of.