A Boy and his Dungeon XVII
XVII I awoke to the girls whispering and giggling across me. When they noticed I was awake, I got kissed by both and managed to pat them both on the ass. They jumped out of bed so I could get to the bath and padded downstairs. I pulled on sweats and a t-shirt and headed down to join them. For some reason, despite common attitudes, the girls seemed to enjoy being domestic. Unsurprisingly, they were both still nude. They had me sit down, served me a cup of coffee, and chattered away while throwing some breakfast together. They sat on either side while we ate. “As much as I appreciate the lovely scenery,” I said, “I think we still have a housekeeper and gardener who pop in now and then.” They glanced down at themselves …