And why am I carrying all of this. It's your cottage." Exactly," you reply "It's my cottage, so if you want to party here, you have to carry."Steve lo...oks at you and laughs, "Ya, well all the booze and shit is in MY car; so unless you want to invite everyone into a dry cottage, you'll be doing a little bit of carrying yourself."You see the wisdom in Steve's comments and make your way outside to the 'car'. It's actually a shitty 87' Chevy Caprice wagon that tends not to kick into drive, but he's. " Oh, you say the sweetest things." Yes, I do. And what do I get back? 'Oh, I guess we'll keep him, '" Warren teased.Sophie grinned at him, and then stood up. She set Betsy down in the lounge chair, wrapped her arms around Warren, and gave him a long, slow kiss. "That better?" she giggled."Much." Good. Let's take our kid down to the water and de-sand her." Good plan," Warren agreed. He scooped Betsy up in his right hand, and wrapped his left one around Sophia's waist. She did the same to his. And she is around 5 ft 6 in tall her long white legs were looking damn too sexy. And her top was also short and her waist was visible if she raised her hands.Her curvy body was looking too hot. My junior was already getting a little uncomfortable down there. She asked me to come in. It was then I came back to my senses. I went in. I told her that mom has sent dinner for both of us. She took the dinner from me and asked me to wait at the dining table.She will serve and bring food. I went and sat. "Do it again."Laura found the two pairs of handcuffs on the floor. "You're going to wish you'd never brought these," she said.Laura used them to handcuff Karen's ankles to the bedposts, placing her head at the foot of the bed, then splaying her thighs and fastening each ankle to the opposite bedpost. Her beautiful, juicy black pussy was exposed, vulnerable, her wet cuntlips parted, revealing the glistening pink insides."God... I want you to eat my pussy, Laura," Karen panted. "I want you to eat.