"Okay Daddy," she whispers. "Find your clit and start rubbing it for Daddy, Kitten. Just like Daddy does it." "O-okay." Her voice fades as she begins ...ubbing, slowly. "Mmm," she moans softly into the phone. "That's my girl. Are you imaging Daddy's fingers?" "Uh-huh." Her fingers are soaked and she can hear him breathing into the phone, listening to her as her own breathing is laboured but low. "Do you know what Daddy would do if he was there, Precious?" "I know what I would want you to do,". ‘All four of us,’ Trish murmured softly, adding: ‘I never did this before.’ ‘Not in such close quarters,’ Pat remarked, apparently about her own experience, nodding with a smirk when we looked at her, and then explained: ‘Once at college, there were three couples in corners of the darkened common room.’ We all snickered and passed the bottle around again. Then with a nod towards the tent, Pat snorted and stood up and started to take of her long pants. Trish snorted and did the same, and, of. “I think ... I think I sense him toward the greenhouse.”“Well then let’s look.” Abella walked around the corner of the house, Cecilia close behind. Cecilia knelt by the grass, touching the blades with her hand.“He’s been here.” Plucking a blade, Cecilia showed it to Abella. It was stained with blood.“I’m going to kill her.” Abella’s wings spread wide, her brow furrowed in anger. “I’m going to rip off her head and shove it up her ass.”“I’ll keep her alive while you do it,” Cecilia offered.. She turned her back to the wall and gave me a very sexy look. I got really close to her and asked "What's up? Did you like that shot?" "Yes very nice." Some more witty flirting went on, and she opened a closet door and pushed me in. I turned around in the dark and felt her body pressing mine. We started to make out. Very tenderly and passionately. I pressed her up against the wall to kiss and suck on her neck, and slipped my hand up her sweater. She was not wearing a bra, I asked her about it.