She knewJerry was a good man and her sister Claire and brothers David and Patricktold her that she would have been his daughter had he been alive when...shewas adopted. She accepted that he was a big figure in their lives, itwasn't in her heart to keep them from remembering the man for her sakeand loved the idea that he would have accepted her as his own daughtereven if he never got the chance to do so.John called Lilly to talk privately. It was expected, he wanted to knowwhat happened to spur. Then I waited until her rosebud opened again and I poured another generous amount. Most of which went into her anal canal while the remainder found its way to her waiting pussy.It was time for the final test. If she let me touch her rosebud, she was ready for me to make love to her. “Sweetie, it looks like I poured a little too much, would it be ok to gently massage it in?” No answer. I repeated the question, because I would never touch her rosebud without getting permission. “Sure, I guess. As they neared the center, she could see her two daughters both in a fishnet of some kind hanging from the ceiling. There were people all around them paddling their butts, sticking things in their assholes, or pinching and goosing their cheeks. They were yelling and trying to position themselves over the other in the net for some relief which Judy knew was never going to come as their asses made great targets for their tormentors.?Ladies and gentlemen,? the black woman announced as they came. It won't be too bad." Can I sit with you and join in your games and such?" Kelsey asked."Of course," I said. "We already study together. I don't think anyone minds if you join in the games and such."Kelsey sighed. "It's hard to wait." I know," Ashley said as Becky started the minivan forward. "We hate that we have to make you wait." You do?" Kelsey asked.Lenore giggled. "Mark isn't the only one to find you cute. And you probably have already heard that girls can enjoy a long cuddle." A cuddle?.