I grinned as i moved away.I bent over again when i picked up few towels making sure giggle my ass up in the air. We went out, straightened the towels ...onver the lounge chairs and laid back, still naked finally. We were silent for a long while. Maybe we slept a bit.I looked at her hott body, her boobs moving up and down as she breathed slowly. My eyes slided down her stomach, her perfect navel and lower to her curved mound. She shaved downthere too. Her legs were nicely shaped. She defenitivelly. It will never make any sense, but Carrie was energetic and devotedly determined to make it good, so I went with the flow and, John Lennon would say, “Let it Be.”Later – much later that day – I realized that the night was exactly what I needed to break the icy sorrow that enveloped me after killing those cretins. Judy’s hands were all over that and I promised myself that she would be very deeply thanked ... over and over again.Which I did.It was ... special.Afterward, Judy was overheard. He messaged me again; this was to be proof of my obedience. If I didn’t go through with it we were done and he wanted proof.Daddy had kept me from cumming for nearly three weeks at this point and I was so horny I was almost crazy and was finding it hard to concentrate on anything; all I could think of was cock and being fucked. Unbelievably I thought I’d try and go through with it. I’d go the food court; look for an older man who looked lonely. I’d strike up a conversation, try flirting a bit. She walked into the livingroom and went over to the box. While Iwent into the bedroom and put on a thong, a skirt and one of the tubetops that protected my nipples so well. Coming back into the kitchenI could see her still in front of the machine. I told her that ifshe made several different outfits, she could stay here for a fewdays without worrying about a change of clothes. I made a big omelot and toast, with milk and orange juice inseparate glasses. As I set the table I watched her.