She held her clutch bag and book after plonking down the fairly heavy bags of fresh produce. Yin had another go at the dog and nearly lost her balance... her sandal having snagged on a nail head in the floor.The book went one way, the clutch the other, and she sprawled to collect them. The tawny mutt had his moment and stuck his snout eagerly in the folds of her skirt. Yin yelped as young Mo came round and picked up the book, kicked the dog away and helped Yin vertical. She thanked him, smoothed. .You slide back up to me and kiss me, sharing the taste of my cum on yourtongue and lips. You rest your head on my chest and I stroke your hair andwhisper what's for dessert. You turn and look at me and whisper, what do youhave in mind. I get up and tell you to lay back and close your eyes. I gointo the kitchen and return to find you laying there eyes close and legsspread. You’re slowly rubbing your clit and moaning softly. I walk over andwhisper for you to keep your eyes closed. I take your. Sharmila was a younger twin of her mother. The only differences were a little smaller all around; solid uplifted 38C’s and 130lbs., same shape except younger and tighter skin. The same green eyes and hair only slightly lighter. She no longer appeared to be too young to play with as she was when we were both k**s.Shortly after Sharmila moved home the massage sessions began again. Sharmila had convinced her mother that she should call Pete and get back on track with the massages she used to enjoy. Pain filled me as my hair was yanked and my face drawn back. I watched him warily. Even though I trusted him with my life, I enjoyed playing along as the helpless, fear-filled little girl. ‘On your knees,’ he growled. Without a second thought, I dropped. My hands clasped againt my large ass and I waited, expecting the worst. He took his cock in his hand and I watched as he stroked up and down. My tongue darted out, instinctively licking my lips. ‘You want to taste it?’ he asked. ‘Yes master,.