I didn’t really squirm, I knew there was no point, and besides we had a deal. My body for his silence and a plate of food every day. ... “The name is William,” he said “what might your name be? I figure we might as well be a wee bit civil since we are knowing each other so intimately as of late.” He smirked. “My name is Anne.” Said I still standing there in his arms awkwardly, more so than ever. “Well Anne, get down on your. " I said. You'd worked my arsehole a lot since the chalet.Our sex was quiet and intense. The rhythm in my hips, his huge member in my cunt, coupled with his finger in my arse, meant that we both came hard and deep quite soon. I felt my cavity filling with his cum, and mine ran down his cock onto his pubes, gluing them together with my sticky liquid. I slumped forward onto Kay's beautiful broad chest and lay there for ages, while his cock, growing more flaccid, remained inside me. I was. Since I was about to drive away, with her clothes and apparels, she had no choice but to walk nude down the lane.She was getting prepared and removed her t-shirt first. Followed by her pant, and bra, panties. I asked whether you would need chappal or not. She was fine with it. But I commanded to walk barefoot.It was time for the adventure. She then got down the car and I was fully aware of the surrounding.Her beautiful pale bright skin was glowing in the dark. Her soft round ass was chubby. And. "You better do something aboutthat Greg. Not many girls have one of those." I turned and 'tucked'myself while she giggled. Then came a bra which she padded with somesmall breastforms. "I used these when I was younger, along with this."She held up a beige pantybrief. "It has built in padding Greg. It'llgive you a rounder shape." I stepped into them and then wearing my robe,she and I went to her bedroom where she put my damp hair in rollers. "Don't worry, I didn't use any gel so it will wash.