I didn’t know why was that and later she told that she was very much aroused while she was with uncle but could nt get satisfied. So she comes to me...and sleep hugging me tight. What I used to do is I could feel the warmth if her breast and I used to hug her and touch her. She used to erratic nighty and I used lift it up and open her buttons one or two and check her boobs. And one day I oped it and bra and I don’t know she turned to other side and I got afraid and closed my eyes and a bit later. Mike could tell Lily was talking to Leslie, but he was so engulfed with Leslie's legs and pussy that he couldn't make out what she was saying. He imagined the nasty things that she would be asking her mom and wished he could hear, but aside from the fact he was still firmly handcuffed in place there was nothing that was going to make him leave Leslie's pussy until he felt her cum.He didn't have to wait much longer. It seemed that whatever Lily was saying to her had quickly driven Leslie wild. ” As I moved slowly to the stairs to descend she slapped me hard on the ass with her crop. “Move it, Piggy, I not going to waste any time with you.”When I got downstairs I stood obediently in the corner, listening as she moved around in the basement, trying to get a clue as to what fate may await me. I found out too soon.“All right, whore, I’m ready for you. Get your worthless ass over here now and I mean fast,” she emphasized her command with a loud sharp rap of her crop against the wall.I. Without too much difficulty, I maneuvered my chair so that I could watch them both almost simultaneously. Sally would get passionate about some Elizabethan sonnet or some such and Jim would get carried away with her. Only, she was carried away on some higher spiritual plane and Jim only had one plane. If it feels good, fuck it!When Sally would wax passionate, Jim would get a tremendous boner that would sneak down his pants leg, threatening to burst the seams on his worn out jeans. Sally's eyes.