Her legs were exposed up to knees I went into the sea and mom was holding me by my waist with her arm around it I was enjoying the feelings unknowingl....The waves were coming and touching the legs and the water was slowly touching her saree’s edge she was also joyous of the water like a child slowly I was going step by step into the sea and as I was a good swimmer and very confident, “Enough don’t go further it is dangerous”“come on mommy I am there hold me tight”“my clothes will become. " I don't think it's possible to keep it from her Walt. She doesn't haveto see it, but she should know about it." Why for crissakes?" Because you can't hide the world from her. I know you want to protecther, but you can't shut her away in a tower; it'll never work. And youcan't protect her either if you're in prison again. Let the police dowhat they have to do." Cops," Walt spat out the word. "You know what I think of cops."Grace nodded. "Yes. I do and I understand why you feel the way you. Even through her panties I can feel her wetness. “ mmmm, that feels good.” she moans. She then pulls my shorts and panties down and I feel her fingers enter my very wet pussy. I yank her panties to the side so I can put my fingers inside her as well. We quickly find a rhythm with our hands. We are pushing our fingers in and out of each others very wet pussies and with our thumbs we are circling each other clits. Our hips are thrusting against each other. The feel of her fingers. Her back was red, blistered and swollen for a week, but she was also in a nearly continuous state of sexual arousal as well. She recalled that she had fucked and sucked her husband at least three times a day for that glorious week of debauchery. Entering the barn, he took the girls to the two poles that stood in the center of the room. Each roughly cut pole was about ten-feet tall, and a foot and a half wide. From each pole hung 2 rough iron chains, and iron manacles that looked to be from the.