As I was deliberating the possibility I suddenly heard my name being called. Wondering where she was I left the room and walked onto the landing hopin... she’d call again. “I’m in my bedroom,” giggled the direction and hearing this I wandered towards her position and quietly opened the door. “Come in,” she warmly stated waving a hand. Stepping inside; my gaze was instantly drawn to the fact that she’d obviously changed into her usual floral house‑coat and was sitting at her dressing table looking. This babe took the whole “saving myself for marriage” thing really seriously!But this did it. She was now hooked. From then on the business of rubbing her cunt through her clothes to bring her off became a regular part of our make-out sessions. If she began masturbating after this she never would admit it, but she was happy to have me help her get off. I remember one time when we were visiting family and we were helping them with some yard work. She spent some time running their ride-on lawn. I turn you on your back and you spread your legs wide for Daddy without being asked. You know what Daddy wants, and you're eager to please. You feel my cock head sliding between first your outer lips, then the inner lips. I stop and suspend myself above you as your squirm and push up to me, wanting more cock inside you. Slowly I slide deeper and deeper into you, until I completely impale your pussy. I push hard against your pubic region, and you moan.With slow, long strokes I begin to fuck you.. As the blood drained from her face, I paused the action just as the full screen of Abbey holding Sean's squirting cock in her hand and Carol plainly visible through the bushes, watching."Would you like to tell me about it?" I asked quietly.Carol sobbed loudly and put both hands over her face for a moment. "Please Mr. Randall..." She said. Then she seemed to brace herself and started to rise to her feet."Sit down!" I directed firmly. She sagged back into the couch and covered her face again.I.