So Donna sat up and did the same, she didn't know where to turn, as she sat there looking embarrassed Donna said "Don't be shy" as she pulled her down... on the bed next to her.With Pippa laid next to Donna and Donna kissing her lips, as soon as Pippa put her hand on the back of my wife's neck I knew we was on. Lifting up Pippa's top and unclipping her blue bra, Donna soon discarded it as she hungrily fondled her 38D tits, slipping down to nuzzle her nipples as Pippa ran her fingers through her. Chopping, slicing. Sweating, sautéing, simmering. Then the roasts for dinner, how many, are they lean, fat, in between. Is the oven too hot, too cold? Do we need wood, of course, we do. We always need firewood. Who’s getting fresh water, yadda, yadda, yadda. By the time dinner was served, these ladies knew they had done an excellent job. And I made sure they knew it.And I knew that Suzy had the boys equally busy. Mucking out stalls, putting down fresh straw, filling feed racks. Picking eggs,. He’d wear his swimsuit with a nice opening in front and I’d wear a very short skirt with no panties on. I’d take his cock out and jerk him off, lick my fingers off and he’d finger my pussy. He still has to work on his technique to make me cum like that. Then we’d go home and fuck.”“I’d love to watch you two fuck.”“You would? I’ll try to arrange something for you. I’d love for him to be able to eat my pussy after he’s fucked me like you do.”“If he was to watch and learn, then we’d have to be in. London was such a devout worker and some of the drills and stretches had Justin’s cock straining to get out of his workout shorts. He was beginning to suspect that she knew what her body was doing to his cock.This one session began just like any other. London was always the last person of the day that Justin trained and they were coming to the end of the workout. London had on a black tank-top with a pink sports bra on underneath that was showing just above the tank-top. She also had on a pair.