To her surprise James went up to the fence and pulled back two boards to expose an opening into the other property. She had played in this area of the...church yard with her friends lots of times and had never noticed this."You go in first," James said with a smile.Kelly could see him looking her over again and something about his smile made her nervous all over again. "I'm not sure," she said."It's okay," James assured her. "We've got plenty of time and I'll be right behind you."Kelly wasn't. Was she remembering watching her Daddy fucking that woman? Was she thinking the fact that he had moved the servant into the room between hers and the room he shared with her Mother? During breakfast, we ate in silence. That day, we were joined by Sharons Mother. When she appeared, Judge Cooke stood and walked over to her. He escorted her to the end of the table. opposite from the end of the table that his chair was at. After he seated her he returned to his chair. He rang the silver Dinner. My God, she was wet. I didn't really know what I was supposed to do, so I just kept licking, and sucking up her tangy juices, as she kept humping my face.Claire was moaning, humping, and calling me her lesbian slut. I was so turned on that I tried to touch my own sopping wet cunt but when I did Claire stopped me by saying that was her little cunt to enjoy.Finally, I could feel Claire's body start trembling all over. Her leg wrapped itself over my shoulder, and along with both her hands on my. They were hanging on him, flirting, and giggling over him. I was so disturbed and angry that I almost screamed out loud. It was just in the way those girls moved their bodies, their hips swishing, their boobs jiggling in front of his eyes offering themselves to him for his pleasure.These were the hot girls; the beauties, the popular, wealthy, well-dressed ones, with big, pendulous jiggling boobs. The ones used to getting what and whom they wanted. The same ones whose rejection and derision I.