Vicky tends to use this freedom more than I do. The one remarkable thing about Vicky is her mons and pussy. It is plump and large like her breasts and...for some reason is super sensitive.There is a picture of it on the writers picture collection Vicky plays with herself whenever she can - at home on the sofa she is always toying with it and her cunt is continually wet and "needs attention" as she would put it! It isn't just at home that she has to do this. When we are driving along she will have. "Oh my God! That dress is perfect on you! You have toget it." And do what with it? Wear it around the house on Saturday afternoon? Itis too expensive to buy for just that." Wear it to my party!" she gushed."You want Cathy to go to your office party, be introduced to the peopleyou work with?" I shook my head. "Have you given any of this any realthought? How do you explain Ed showing up one time, or Cathy another?What happens if this really works out and we decide to get married?Don't you think. She was gone for about 5 minutes, when I heard a knock again. This time she came inside, along with her partner."You must be a magician," she said, and I tensed."What do you mean?" I asked."I just got off the radio with dispatch. They called Uncle Hank, and he confirms your story. He has never given permission before!" Uncle Hank?" I asked."Yes. He is my uncle. By the way, this is my partner, Officer Hatten. We would like to take you up on that coffee," she said with a smile."And you are?" I. Her face communicated unhappiness that he was leaving, but a relaxed joy at what he had just given her.To put it crassly, she looked very well-fucked.I realized I was standing there with my mouth hanging open, quite possibly drooling, again. My penis announced it was in dire need of sexual attention, having attained a state of erection that was almost painful.“Well?” Harper’s voice held hope. Before I could answer Hannah chose that time to come into the room.“Harper! You weren’t supposed to.