1. 3 A Dairy conversion part 1


    Date: 6/25/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    it was “women`s troubles, on the change“. We soon drank up and moved to the other pub, where Ann refused to fetch the drinks. That pub fitted the details we were looking for perfectly and we decided to have lunch. I set the control to slow pulse and then pressed go, Ann became most interested in her newly arrived meal quietly cursing me under her breath. She was beginning to breathe heavily when I switched the egg off; she growled at me I was “a total shit.” I ignored her then struck up a conversation with the barman, explaining we were looking for some friends who we thought perhaps used this pub regularly. He told us he had only been working here for a month or two as relief for the summer and he had never seen a group of three people who fitted the description we gave. Ann shot me a glance that said “told you so!” she was to eat those words. The meal over we decided to try and find &#034the homestead&#034, so bidding the barman goodbye we were soon in the motor and set off for the military canal, the only canal for miles, there were a dozen or so possible houses we had marked on our map, so we spent a pleasant hour or so wandering around looking for likely spots We were probably reported by the local neighbourhood watch as casing the more remote bungalows, as there appeared a local panda car complete with original red faced Sussex cop, who, oh so casually stopped us and asked what we were at! I got out and explained that we were looking for a marsh bungalow to buy and ...
    after he had checked our identity he then suggested that there was only one for sale out here that he knew of, that was about a mile away and known as the homestead! We could not believe our luck but said nothing. He doubted if we would like that though as it was so remote, he went on to give directions on our map and then went on is cheery way. We set off again though by now, we both needed to pee, and Ann was begging me to switch off the egg still on slow pulse again. Fortunately the homestead soon hove into sight, a for sale notice proclaiming the place was empty. Having knocked the door we peered through the windows and saw that the place was still furnished and furnished just as we had read. We nipped round the place and desperately now relieved ourselves on the grass at the back. Anne lying along the table of the camp seat saying she thought this was where EVE the lady with the lack of voice had been branded I noticed her voice raising a little as she relived the happening. We located the ant hill, still seething with big black ants, and the stout securing posts still in place. We did a quick scout around finding the veranda, with its beam`s just as described in the blessed story and there was a double-garage with its door`s long secured and painted over, it all fitted I took the telephone number from the for sale sign and rang it to see if we could look over the place, but sadly it being a bank holiday there was no answer, so we decided to return another day, preferably ...
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