I arrived just after 12 noon was supposed to be there for lunch, to my surprise a rather handsome slim man in a black wheelchair with silver fox hair ...waited at the gate."Hi follow me round to my workshop, you must be Nicola". he greeted me with a wry smile.I followed Steve up the garden path to a largish workshop,it was clean and immaculate, with a Harley and a Ducatti shining away under the lights on stands"Wow, this is a real professional set up"Even had a curtain up, where I could change,. At 31, she possessed a glorious mane of platinum yellow hair that brought out the green of her eyes, the fullness of her ruby lips, and accentuated her hourglass figure.She wasn't impressed with our measly stock of smut. "Oh well, my husband's on the road a lot and I needed something to keep me busy at night!" she purred, reaching out to lightly caress my hand. "If you know what I mean."I was speechless! The delicate touch of her slim fingers made my nipples tingle and my pussy twitch! I have. She waited anxiously as he unrolled a condom over his erect cock. He gently entered her and she moaned passionately, “Ohh Ben.”He moved slowly, gently as he pushed into her. He felt a momentary resistance and Molly's eyes opened wide as she gave a little cry.“Are you okay, Molly?”“Ohh yes, yes. Fuck me, Ben,” she cried hungrily.He thrust deeper as she spread her thighs wider and wrapped her legs around him. Slowly pulling back and thrusting deeper … in … out … in … out … deeper! faster!. "Where do visitors stay, in that case?" Mainly they stays with kinfolks, 'cept the couples that comes to spend time in the Honeymoon Heaven. You got yourself a man? People that stays with at Honeymoon Heaven always leaves happy," he leered."Oh! Is that some sort of a bed and breakfast," Alice remarked, trying not to feel put off."Don't know about no breakfast," he smirked, "but they shore must have some good beds over there. Most of the wimen are startin' to get big bellies 'time they leaves.".