To my dismay Heather pulled her mouth away from my cock and grinned at me."Good?" she asked."Hurry up," I moaned. As soon as Heather once again droppe... her open mouth to my erection I again covered her head with the blanket and reached out my right hand and slipped it between Heather's legs. Her juices were flowing freely from her pussy, coating the insides of her thighs with sticky fluid. I simply followed the trail to the source and with my hand already well-lubricated, plunged three fingers. She was some way from being slim but nor could she be regarded as overweight. Cuddly, yes, cuddly came to mind. Not that there was any chance at all of a cuddle in the offing. Harry might have run a mile screaming if there had been, he was an untouchable, not a toucher. Tuesday meant another encounter, although their timing was off once more. Harry, mostly a creature of habit, was always there a handful of minutes either side of 11 o’clock, but Twinkle et al were all over the place in their. I was just trying to be nice. I’m sorry if that bothered you,” he said while standing up for a quick exit out of the room. Making like she hurt his feelings, he left Filly to talk with his mother while he and went into the bedroom. Not more than ten minutes later, his mother came in to tell Vic she was leaving him alone with Filly for an hour or so.When he asked why, she said she had to go to the store to buy food for dinner, to which he again asked why. There was always enough food in. They were tight enough to show off her twenty-three year old camel-toe in an innocent manner as she romped on their bed like a high-spirited thirteen year old.She even saw Greta with her hand between her knees as she stuck her suggestive ass up high and pretended to hide her face in the wife’s heavily scented pillow. She knew that Greta must be satisfied getting it from her husband Ronald so many times in just two nights. Still, she knew it was just not enough because the mystery was gone from.