John was not late. On the contrary, I was stupidly early. I was so nervous. Last night had been so good. I just really hoped tonight would be as good....I paced for about fifteen minutes until I heard the doorbell. My mouth went dry, my palms got wet, and I felt the color drain from my face. I opened the door and there he was, smiling, and looking just as nervous as I felt. I couldn't resist. I stepped forward, cupped his face, and kissed him. Dinner was excellent. John had the veal scaloppini,. *Elli was slowly waking up, she felt pressure on her breasts. Momentary she opened her eyes and started to struggle. Someone restrained her with his body, panicked she started to scream. “Help! Help!” After a minute of shouting and struggling still no one was coming. She knew her nightmare was repeating itself. “P-please no again, can’t y-you just leave m-me?” she said while hysterically crying. She felt his hand playing with her tit and his penis rubbing between her butt, she hated every. "Hello?" said the child.It took John more than a moment to realise that he was being addressed,the same long moment in which he realised that he was breathing again.His lassitude and confusion in comprehension derived from the simpleconfliction of a bass-baritone voice exuding from a child, a femalechild, of surely no more than eight years old, even if her mouthappeared capable of swallowing his head. Not only that but it was herlanguid manner, the way that stating that one word seemed to take. He said "Would you like to guide me in?" Sarah was on her back withher legs pulled up. I reached between them and spread the lips of her pussy. "Bemy guest" I said to Jan. He grinned and leaned up close to Sarah, took the headof his cock and slid it between the opened pussy lips. Sarah's eyes closed and sherolled her head back and moaned. Anyone in the adjoining rooms was going to getan audio show tonight.I took several quick close-ups and stepped back. I had done it, I had shared mywife with.