" Sarah took my hand in hers and guided it down between her legs rubbing it across her mound. "Would you like to have some of this pussy right now?" M... pulse quickened and my cock throbbed even harder as she rubbed my hand around a bit then slid it inside her bikini bottoms. I felt a soft furry patch of hair covering her pussy as I ran my hand down and slid a finger between the lips of her pussy. She untied the strings holding her bottoms on and it floated away, then with a few tugs she pulled. As she pulls back, her fingers glisten with the brat’s fluids. Looking up at the brat, Ashley takes her moisten fingers and places them to the brat’s mouth.?Open up and clean them,? Ashley says.The brat slides her mouth down Ashley’s fingers until she meets Ashley’s hand. Then she slowly strokes the fingers in and out of her mouth, and I feel my cock grow hard.?Get over my lap. You have been a bad girl. You didn’t tell me you were breaking the rules. That is not fair. You put me in a bad. " Thanks." I stood up and he looked at me uncertainly."Okay." He seemed to think better of saying anything more and he turned around, walking through the back door of the armory.I fed and watered Hub, then took care of myself. Hanging my rifle on a handy nail and stripping out of the clothes I'd been wearing for the better part of a week. I washed them first, my trousers and shirt, my thin panties and socks, even my hat. I set everything aside and went to work checking myself for bugs. I used. ” She sniffled. “I wish I could kill him.”“Trust me,” Steele said, “you don’t want to. Once you kill someone you’re never the same. Now clean up the dishes. It needs to look like you two just woke up. You didn’t have breakfast. Understand?”Both women nodded. Tilda rushed to the kitchen table and carried the rest of the dishes to the sink.Steele turned to Mrs. Wallerman. “Make the call.”Steele went to help Tilda with the dishes. Her hands shook so much a plate almost slipped from her fingers..