So it was really good that I’d warned Joe I might not get free. Otherwise, I might have been in trouble later. Why did that thought get me so arouse...? I am not exactly into the whole spanking or pain thing. God, now I am squirming in my seat like a little girl that has to go potty! How does he do that? He isn’t even here. Come on 5:00pm... ten more minutes and I am free until after lunch tomorrow. I hadn’t signed up for the next day’s morning session because it was a repeat of that afternoon’s. She says that sounds good opening her shirt wider for maximum cooling, boldly I reach over and rub her shoulder glancing admiring the open buttons to see her chest rise and fall with her breaths. She leans over and kisses my cheek exhaling her warm breath on my neck as we drive down the road. A short drive and we get to the job where I have bags of soil to spread around flower beds, Stephie gets out and sits to put on her boots and I lean in and search for some gloves for her hands. Opening. Oh mommy see how wet I am for you.”Melissa peered down and nearly came at the sight of her daughters puffy lipped cunt, lips red from the slight slapping she had given them and her baby’s slit was full of girl juice. Melissa let her fingers part the slick lips to see the hidden pinkness of her little girl’s cunt hole. She slipped a finger into Tatum’s pussy up to the first knuckle. Tatum jerked as if a jolt of lightning coursed through her. Melissa smiled. How long had she waited for this. I began with her back using firm strokes radiating up and outward from her spine and then long stroked the length of her torso. From there I massaged the back of Rosalind’s neck and down her arms to each finger. Warming to my chosen task, I massaged from her lower back down, kneading her gorgeous ass and down her thighs to her feet. I used light karate chops on Rosalind’s calf muscles a little sore from our tourist walking and paid extra attention to her thighs. I had big plans for those thighs.