Wesley had just left school and was now eighteen. He had started to come to the cafe over the last week. She wasn’t sure if he was stalking her or h...ping to bump into her.She had made an extra effort this morning. A different perfume, slight change to her hairstyle. She wore a plain blouse and a summer skirt. Only she knew that she had left the underwear at home. She had a long thin cardigan to cover up. Until and when she needed to show a bit more.He hadn’t arrived and she could not really. "That's where Jill was looking at it, sir." With her mouth?" I told her it hurts sir, so she kissed it better for me." We'd been drinking some lager sir," Jill explained as if it was ok for supposedly underage girls to drink alcohol. "And she needed to pee, so I was just pulling her panties to one side when a bee stung her pussy, it nearly got my tongue, sir." What was your tongue doing there Jill?"She giggled and looked suitably embarrassed."We were just fooling around sir, you know kissing. “Well, the babies should be closer to us, so I think that we go with a moving room system. Newborns in the room closest to the master the next oldest across the hall from them. The next oldest in the next room, the next oldest across from them and so on.”“That takes care of twelve babies if Paul keeps knocking us up with twins.” Lynn laughed with her wife.“The apartment can be home to the girls who get older. That is four more. Of course, if we need more we can do bunk beds and that makes. It felt nice, too. We went to the corridor and into the next room where we had supper. He talked a lot. It was a kind of light meal, really, with some wine. He was very attentive, and he sat looking at me all the time. It felt as if he looked straight through my eyes and into my pussy. Does that make sense? It’s how it felt anyway. Then a woman came in, she was quite old and she said, ‘Molineux, what are you doing? You don’t want to get in trouble with underage girls!’ And he said, ‘Mother,.