As I continued to stroke her gently, I could feel her sex opening like a flower. She was also getting wetter and wetter. As my finger dipped lower, I ...ould feel the heat and throb of her opening. It matched the heat and throb I felt from my own organ. In one smooth swift motion, she moved back away from my hand and rolled upward to straddle my hips. My manhood was now trapped were my finger had been just second before. She sat up right and slowly rocked her hips back and forth and from side to. . you and Pat, I know you understand. She understands. But Brindy ... Brindy has been broken and I am part of Brindy now and I must help her not be broken." Can I help?" Dave asked. "With Brindy, I mean." No, it is mine to do. Get the eggs out. I have frijoles in the pantry. There is salsa verde."I know there is salsa. I made it myself. I worry that I cook with too many chilis. Dave likes them, I have found.Soon we have scrambled eggs, tortillas, frijoles and salsa. It is not an American. After taking care of the laundry and cleaning up everything I grabbed my phone and took a picture of the note and another photo with my 4” soft dick. Placing the note in the desk and looking across the way to a closed window with the curtains drawn and blinds down thinking. What was she thinking leaving me a note that I now can use to blackmail her with?That Sunday night as I train my telescope out my back window to our neighbors to the left I can see the mother of that household walking. You are uncommitted, unmarried and at liberty to share your love with everyone again. Now bring your legs back up to your chest Steph. Open your slit again. Great. Now my turn.’ Tom kneeled down between her legs and kissed her pussy stirring a little scream from her. ‘Oh I’ve never had this happen before. Dan says it is gross.’ Her voice lowered. ‘He says it smells fishy.’ ‘It smells like the ocean. It is very erotic. But, how do you like it?’ Tom asked as he came up for air. ‘Oh I like it,.