By now I was tipping her with fives instead of ones. Her bubble butt just wouldn’t quit! Wait, have I mentioned her backside before? Guess not, my m...istake. It was a thing of beauty for sure. Done with her routine, she changed into a bare midriff top and a thong, and I may have progressed from lust to love. Alas, her shift ended, and my cash supply was low. We agreed that phone numbers on the first ‘date’ was just not right, but promised to exchange them on round two, the next day.Anyone care to. They had a caravan parked out beside the house so there was a place I could stand and be completely unseen by anyone from the neighboring properties and if need be I could hop in the caravan if anyone came outside (like her husband).I had rigged the gate on that side of the house earlier in the day so it was tied closed with string so I didn’t have to undo the noisy latch and bolt lock. She knew I would get there at around 8.30 as their kids would be in bed and it would be nice and dark then. I saw her tongue flick out and taste what was left of the small scrap.“It seems her cries and protests have been fake,” Lotti said to us over her shoulder. “this has turned the little slut on.”Tossing the scissors back onto the armchair she reached down and slapped her hand onto Sofi’s cunt and then pushed a finger deep inside her. I felt Fay’s fingers tighten around my dick and I shifted slightly to make myself more comfortable. “We should make some use of this dripping cunt and have some. She was maintained by the government of Jewel as a museum. I found this an emotional experience. I had known the ships namesake, Annabelle Hudson. She was a hero of WW3, who had been responsible for saving a considerable portion of the human race during the final days of the war when the losing side had launched a sizable final offensive. Her actions had saved my life and 50 million+ others. She died several days after returning from her tasks due to radiation poisoning. I had hopes to marry.