” “You mean... I get to run my hands all over your body... er, all over your pajamas, I guess... and I don't get slapped?” “Well... there are ...ome rules... but you don't even have to keep your hands on the outside of the pajamas.” “Wow, the rules must be some doozers... Okay, lets have it. What are the rules?” “Pretty simple really. Just pretend we're wearing swim suits. Any area that would be covered by the swim suit is a 'protected' area. You can't hide the quarter there and you can't search. My phone rang ,bit was Lynn asking where I was, and asked for me to bring home two bottles of wine and fags .Arriving back home I noticed George's car had goneI walked into the kitchen and opened the back door for sageI went upstairs and Lynn called me, her bedroom door was open Lynn and Sofia was laying under the quilt a pink vibrator on topBring the wine up please I returned with two glasses and the bottle Pour it out for us and sit downI obeyedWe are going to ask questions because Sofia. .Oh yes..." She gasped. "It feels so good."Needing no more encouragement, Katie knelt behind her mother and teased her again. First with her fingers, then with her tongue. Katie buried it deep in her mother's rectum while she pumped to fingers in and out of her drippingpussy."That's it," Tess hissed, as she rocked back and forth. "So good! So fucking good!"Hearing her mother talk like that helped push Katie over the edge, but she was determined to hold back a little longer. She knew her. "Drink me," she sighed, pulling my lips to her left breast. "Kiss my nipples, Janey."I suppose if I would have been thinking clearly, I'd have done something else entirely -- Like run away! But I felt a little buzzed from the punch, a little lonely after Robert had ditched me, and a little horny after pondering my future as a professional slut. Not to mention the odd, spongy sensation of my English teacher's vagina clasped around my wriggling fingers. I really couldn't believe that touching.