I couldnt believe it, she pulled my hand right to her pussy, she pulled them to the side and guided me to her hole. She was soaking wet, my fingers gl...ded up and down it with ease. She tried to hide the expression on her face as she didnt want anybody to suspect what was happening. Rubbing her clit softly and in smooth circles i could feel her becoming more wet, i pushed two fingers inside of her pussy and massaged her G-spot whilst continuing to rub her clit with my thumb. Her hips gyrating. “It’s a tradition to spend prom night with your loved one,” he said conspiratorially, not loud enough for Mum to hear.“Dad, that’s not going to happen,” I protested.“If anything happens to change that, just text me and I’ll tell your mum you’re staying overnight with friends. Just be safe,” he warned.No doubt he was referring to the bag of condoms, but there was no way I was taking them with me.I wrenched open the door to find a besuited limo driver. He actually looked smarter than I. At last they were about done. The voice on the phone sighed tiredly, ‘Taylor, are there really two women with you now?’ ‘Yes.’ Turning to them, he said ‘Say hello to Jim, girls.’ ‘Hello Jim.’ They chirped in unison. The voice sounded even more tired and resigned. ‘Ladies, please allow me to apologize for my language at the outset of this conversation. I did not know that you were listening. Joshua has once again proven with his innate and unique ability why he is such a walking endorsement for. In a crumpled heap beneath him lay Claire. Her body was limp and unmoving. Her warm, chocolate skin had grown paler, leaving her a ghastly gray, as if all the blood had drained from her. Every vein, every artery, was visible under her muted skin, giving her the appearance of a drowning victim. The reality was not far off. She had been drowned – drowned in James' insatiable lust, suffocated by the tempest of his unrelenting power. Her face, though still beautiful, looked sickly. Her eyes were.