“I want to watch you while I eat breakfast."I climb up and open my legs so they can both see my pussy as my fingers go in and out. I am so turned on... my pussy makes a squelching sound as my fingers disappear into me.Donna starts laughing. "My god you are so horny. You really do love being my slave don't you?"All I can do is nod. My body will not let me lie; it is there right in front of them. So much pussy juice."Right now, I want you to play with your clit, keep rubbing it until I tell you to. While listening to the dawn chorus, surprisingly less loud than in town where the birds have to compete against traffic noise, I drew up a plan to find out more about Emily in the hope that would help me find her remains.After breakfast, I tried to telephone Verity, but Hopkins said she had had a late night and had asked not to be disturbed. I left a message that I had found something, but I wasn’t sure what, and I needed to do some more investigating.I wandered down to the village, eventually. Okay. I'll bet you'll be beautiful in it." He waited for a response, but nothing came back from her. "Do you want to get together tomorrow?" he asked."I'm not sure," came the flat reply. He waited for her to explain why she wasn't sure, but that was apparently all she wanted to offer."Okay... Are you all right kiddo? You sound a little down," he said, trying again to sound as energetic as possible, as if he could zap her some energy through the phone lines.The energy he got back wasn't what. They were small, but perky and sat perfectly on her slight body. I let my hands wander lower and lower until I felt her small tight ass. I slipped two fingers under the elastic band of her sky blue panties and slid them around to her hips. All at once, I jerked my hands down, carrying her underwear with them. I beheld her virgin pussy for the first time in my life. She was unshaven, and the coarse brown hair stood out in contrast to her perfectly smooth legs. She blushed and turned away from.