Liz thought back on Abby as she ate. She was a sweet girl who had no idea what she was getting into when she got into her father’s truck. Most of th... girls her father went after took careful planning. Abby was a spur of the moment acquisition. Normally Trish would go with their father into town, but it had been Liz’s turn while her big sister babysat when they saw the cute little blond on the side of the road. It was clear that she was young but oozed sex appeal in her cutoff shorts and white. ”She smiled and stated, “So you weren’t strong enough to hold it together after she passed, at least I know who the true master was in that organization.”I replied to her saying, “I can see you are going to fit in quite well with some organization.”She said, “Yeah, and wait until I make them my bitch to eat out my pussy on my whim.”I laughed, “I believe you are talking about my number one. I would love to watch you try. You don’t know her very well, I see your master, or should I say past. What about yesterday in particular? Ah, well.... I bathed him , as usual, with lukewarm water and oilatum, beginning with his feet, then his shoulders, armpits and neck. I shaved him where I could - his face is not badly affected - and then I realised that he was feeling very poorly. After giving him a drink, I continued to bathe him; I rolled him carefully onto his right side, and washed his bottom, dried it and powdered it, the rolled him back and began to wash his penis and scrotum - again,. ” I slid my hand down between her legs and rub my fingers against her pussy. She was so wet and her legs spread instinctively as my hand rub her aching pussy. I was pleased to feel how wet she was. I reached down and undid my jeans and slid them down to my knees. I started to rub the head of my cock up and down her wet pussy lips. I knew the little slut wanted it bad as her moans grew louder and her hips greedily pushed back on the head of my cock. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her.