" I want to go home and talk to Joyce. None of this is like she told me it was supposed to be."I stood up and started folding things, and packing up t...e remains of our picnic. I had known that Brenda was planning to force Joyce's hand with Shirley. I had hoped the situation would be resolved before Brenda made her move. I knew Brenda might back down, if I asked her to, but that she wouldn't be willing to for Joyce's sake. Emily could be depended on to side with Brenda, in all things affecting. She was on her back. I was sleeping on my belly.I needed to cum in the worst way. So i slowly eased my pillow under me. I managed to get it between my legs. I have been a pillow-humper since i was f******n. I love fucking my pillows!! every day i was not sure if i could get myself off like that with my mom lying next to me in bed. But pure sexual desperation made me try. It had been a hard week.I opened my legs stuffed the pillow between my thighs and slowly began to grind my throbbing clitoris. I'm lost.This time he started. In the darkness lit only by lamps from the property, he undressed me slowly. I smelled of Dior, one of my favorite perfumes. He kissed my whole body. I felt like starting to tremble under his lips. He tasted my body. I felt her covering the breasts that fit all under his young hand, how she stroked my stomach and pubic mound. Then he moved down and took care of my pussy and clitoris. For 15 minutes he licked my crotch, penetrating the narrow pussy with his. Nervös drehte sie ihren Kopf und betrachtete den Fremden, der anscheinend schon eine ganze Weile hinter ihr gestanden hatte. Ein großer Mann, breite Schultern, schmale Hüften. Die blonden Haare umspielten verwegen sein von der Sonne gebräuntes Gesicht. Ein markantes Kinn, das ein winziges Grübchen aufwies, wenn er lächelte. Jill stockte der Atem, als sie sein umwerfendes Lächeln, das bis in seine grünen Augen hineinzuleuchten schien, zum ersten Mal erblickte.„Darf ich?“ Er machte einen mutigen.