Looking around almost furtively, giggling as she did so, Amelia took Josh’s hand and led him back through the fire doors, through the hall and into the kitchen where she immediately closed the door, leaned her back against it and began to unbutton his shirt.

“Maybe we want to wait until Sam’s…” he began, realising that Samantha’s foil-covered, semi-consumed carcass was still on the prep table which Amelia had told him figured prominently in her plans.

“No!” Amelia grinned as she aggressively tugged Josh’s shirt off his shoulders. “She wouldn’t mind! Bet she’d love it!”

“Well, okay!” Josh chuckled, realising that she was probably right and a little surprised by how excited he found the prospect of fucking his young daughter’s friend while her roasted body cooled mere inches away. “Let me hang my shirt up first!” He put the oven on its highest setting, since there was no food inside that could burn, and hung snow-soaked shirt upside down over the long handle of the oven door.

“No more stalling!” Amelia demanded, bending over the metal table and gripping the edge. “Pay up!” Needing no further encouragement, Josh stood behind her and dropped his trousers and underpants than grabbed hold of her hips and thrust his throbbing erection aggressively into her tight but ever so welcoming little cunt. “Yes!” she cried out as his thighs slapped against her rump. “Fuck me like a piggy! Just meat like Samantha. That’s all I am! Fuck me as hard as you fucked her this morning!” After a minute or two, Josh stopped, pulled out, lifted his pre-teen concubine up and sat her on the table then continued to fuck her hard, her arms around his neck and the heels of her white faux-leather cowboy boots digging into the small of his back. Their bodies by now well attuned to one another, they reached climax in the same moment and Josh shot the thick, heavy load, which had been building inside him since Samantha’s preparation for the oven and fed through the day by the sight of the naked girls playing in the fake snow, Amelia’s lap-dance and of course the act itself of consuming his sweet daughter’s delicious roasted meat, inside Amelia as she kissed his with a passion that was almost electric.

“I hope you’re going to wipe that table down when you’re done!” Laura teased, slapping her husband’s backside playfully as she came into the kitchen, not having realised that the room was occupied and wanting to get a start of stripping down Samantha’s carcass ready for the second meal later that evening. “Doesn’t seem very sanitary to me!” Amelia giggled and remained sitting on the table, legs apart and cum-filled spit-hole gently dripping, as Josh rather sheepishly pulled up his underpants and trousers. “Here!” Laura shook her head in amusement, passing Amelia a few sheets of kitchen roll. “You might need these! Feel better, anyway?” she asked. Unsure which of them the question was directed at, or if she was asking both of them, they both nodded.

“Do you want us to stay to help with Sam?” Josh offered as he took Amelia’s hand to help her down from the table.

“No, it’s fine!” Laura chuckled, clearly amused rather than annoyed, running a cloth under the cold tap and throwing it him. As he was unprepared, the cloth hit him in the chest but he was able to catch it before it fell on the floor. “My mum’s coming to help but, lucky for you, she needed to go to the bathroom first!” Josh quickly wiped down the end of the table where Amelia had sat, and the spot on the floor immediately underneath for good measure, then rinsed the cloth off and hung it on the edge of the sink.

“We’ll get our of your way!” he smiled apologetically as Gram came in, drying her hands on her jumper. “Let me know if you need anything!”

Things seemed to have calmed down a little outside where the snow was still falling heavily, now sitting over a foot deep on the ground, with the snowball fight having given way to the children splitting off into pairs and other small groups to build snowmen while Clive, Martin and Mike seemed to be trying to construct an igloo, packing snow into empty ice cream tubs to form the bricks. They seemed to have done a decent job of constructing a round wall of four bricks high with the start of a tunnel entrance but appeared to be stuck as to how to make the next layer start to curve inwards for the domed roof. Josh decided to go offer his assistance to the engineering task while Amelia decided to go help Rachel, Willow and Nadine with their snowman.

To be continued...