Summer Holiday/Spain Day 9 Susan and Phoebe back in my room

I felt rather guilty as I made my way to my room, and once there I stripped off and had another shower. I had been manipulated, that was for sure. Did Susan really want me to fuck Phoebe? I had never seen a baby cunt up close before and Phoebe seemed more developed than I would have expected. Was that normal, or had it been stretched? What did Susan really want from me?

I looked out of the window and saw it had started to rain and wondered what Bob and the kids were doing. I stretched out on the bed for a rest, and when I woke up it was time for dinner.

What do you do?

Go to dinner