She jumped in the shower and soaked her body with the warm water, after scrubbing from head to toe she wrapped her towel tightly round her body. Daisy...decided to wear her distressed denim jeans with a black t shirt that clung to her breasts. She tied her hair up, put her boots on and was out the door. On her way into town she bumped into Mrs Taylor who seemed out of sorts. ' hello Mrs Taylor how are you ? and how is Mr Taylor ?' oh she said funny I have seen you my husband seemed eager to see. "Shut up, bitch," he snapped, pulling her hair harder until she thought it would tear at the roots, "I don't want to hear your pathetic excuses." Still holding her by the hair, he dragged her to her feet and hauled her to the bed. He sat down and pulled her face-down onto his lap. Relief suffused her as he released her hair, and she let out a small moan and then bit her lip, hoping he hadn't heard, as she was sure more punishment would follow such disobedience. Fortunately he was involved in. I slowly felt her sides of her breast over her top & moved down to catch her waist; slowly pulling her to me. I sucked her middle finger now, n nibbled her neck as she stood with her eyes closed. I let my other hand feel her back inside her top, tracing her spine up till her bra strap, slowly unhook it n move to feel the sides of the breasts inside the top. Her erect nipples calling out to get caressed and her body shivering with chills. I was mesmerized by her odour and shifted to suck her. Plus, at one point in the stream, there was a nice deep spot where we could do a little swimming." Okay, that sounds like the spot for us. You better get inside before your parents realize that you've been out partying. Text me when you're ready to go." We parted after one last impassioned kiss. Watching her walk up to her house left me dizzy with excitement about our Sunday hike.The following morning I was up and showered early. I'd slept better than I had in weeks. For the second time in my.