It was a week after I turned eighteen. His wife died the year before. He so alone He was Grandpa and I was his baby girl. I don’t think he planed it... it was one of those things that just happened.” She smiled sadly remembering. “I was a randy girl full of curiosity about sex and for some reason he turned me on more than any boy who had ever groped me. They never got beyond feeling me up or poking a finger in me.” “I broke my hymen with a hair brush the week before he fucked me in his den.” She. “Soooo smooth,” Marcie sighed.“I love your fingers,” Aniah sighed back. “Just being touched by you makes me...”Marcie’s middle finger moved slowly up and down the gusset of Aniah’s undies.“You wore silk undies,” Marcie half moaned.“Yeah ... especially for you. Oh, fuck I’m soooo wet down there.”“Miss Dolan?”“Yes, Aniah?” Marcie said, not taking her eyes off the young girl.“I want more.”So they kissed again, hotter and more passionately. Marcie caught herself rubbing her breasts against Aniah’s. The floor of the room was covered with padding perfect for working out on.As Ling worked out, Betsy made several more round trips before getting curious about what her mother was doing in the other room. When Ed threw the ball, she headed to the playroom. From the doorway, she watched her mother go through her practice routine. She started to imitate her mother’s moves as Ed watched. It was amazing the concentration that the little child put into the routine.William noticed and said, “She’s a. ‘I’ll be right back, Rachel.’ Sergio told her before he scrambled back up the embankment. He walked quickly to his car and rooted around inside of it. Gathering up a handful of items, he hurried back to Rachel. Sliding back down the embankment, he hit the car with his full body weight. He cursed softly as Rachel moaned from inside the battered cruiser as the movement jarred the car. ‘Sorry, Rachel. I came down a bit faster than I intended. I thought you might be thirsty or hungry. And I have.