Instead of going to my room, I turned off the light at the top of the stairs and sat on the floor. I scooted far enough back from the top step that I ...ouldn't be seen from below, while still being able to peek over the stairs. I could see into the living room below through the posts of the banister, and I'd discovered long ago that if I stayed low in the darkness I couldn't be seen from below.I watched as Sharon went to the door and let in her visitor."Sorry, that took longer than I expected,". It went into the knuckles and so she pulled out and did it again, urging her fist in deeper until my cunt couldn't take it and her hand slipped in. 'Good! Now you take it bitch.' She closed her hand inside me and started fisting me, trying to force it out of my cunt and then she jammed it back in, building in speed and tempo until I was being properly fist fucked. I rocked back, accepting my position as a slut, wanting her to completely own me. I arched my back trying to get more and more. She. Yes I replied almost every time you pee in here and then leave,and other times too.When you smell my undies and when else? Well Its kind of embarrassing Mom.Donny its OK I told you Im not mad But I do need to know these things so I can help you learn about sex.Now when else do you play with your cock? Well I know this sounds stupid I explained but I know when you and grandma are in here having a poop because it takes longer than a pee.And I usually come into the bathroom as soon as either of. But no, that might spoil their friendship, and right now more than anything Lissa needed a friend.The hours passed surprisingly quickly, probably due to the thousands of thoughts running through her head. She stopped for a burger at noon to tide her over until dinner time, but other than that she limited her stops; if she hurried she would be home in time for dinner, and she missed Allison's cooking.The sun was well on its way toward the horizon before she found herself in familiar.