You saw him once in a coffee shop. And now you're spending the weekend miles from anywhere on his tin pot horse ranch. I hope you know what you're doi...g."Elaine rolled her eyes. Now Chelsea even sounded like her mother. So she told her. "You sound like my mother. I'll be fine." What's his name?" Chelsea asked obliviously, handing out their second cups of coffee for the morning and joining the table.Elaine hesitated for just a second, but thought it couldn't hurt. "'Gary Duke'. From Allen Falls.. She used study in our houses up to late evening with my sister . And till that day i didnt had any sexy feeling towards her. That day she was wearing skirt and blouse and looking good. So i just told today what special looking more cute. She just smiled and told me go to your study room . And I went to study room she was looking for my sister but my sister was in bath room and then she come to my room and sit opposite chair against me . I just asked her what the matter . She said nothing. .. but why run away from it?"Dottie turned away from him, her face to the wall, the tears running freely and unchecked, now. She sobbed, "Our l-lives... absolute m-mess... you'd n-never believe..." Why don't you try... ?" Wh-What do you m-mean... ?" Tell me about it... I listen good..."Little by little, detail by sordid detail, he was able to draw the story from her, asking questions, listening to her answers, trying to see things from her point of view, but not making any comments. When her. God I wanted to fuck her so much! Eventually, I pulled her off me and pulled her jeans and knickers down to her ankles. I bent her over and as she held on to the table, rubbed her pussy furiously, running all my fingers along her hot wet slippery cunt, before slipping one, then two and then three fingers inside her. She gasped. "About fucking time... finger fuck my pussy you bastard." So I did! I gave the hardest finger fuck I could, lifting her tiny slim frame off the floor with each thrust!.