I started to slow my Mercedes, a top of the range luxury model, having no qualms about picking up strangers and giving them a lift to some unknown des...ination.I became aware as I approached, that they were two young girls, about 12 - 14 years old was my guess, wearing light summer attire, one of them, the taller dark haired girl, a white blouse and short purple skirt which barely covered her bum. The other girl, with harvest gold hair, had a cropped top and a pair of very tight and short. It was short, after all. Wait. What had I agreed to? Stop reading or stop touching? One or the other? Or both?Touching, I decided. Reading was harmless, and I could control my needs if I simply zipped myself up, buttoned up. I felt my heart beating, my breath getting a little out of control. It wasn’t too late, though. I summoned all my will power and tugged my panties back in place before pulling my zipper back up and redoing the button, sealing my needy little pussy off from my greedy. . last night had been great.Moria loved lying naked in Luke's arms as he slept peacefully beside her. He always had a small smile when he was sleeping next to her. Whether it be on her lap while they watched T.V. or when she stayed a night in his bed, Luke only smiled when he was touching her. She knew that if he rolled over or she got up to get something, he'd instantly go back to sleeping with a frown.Right now, he was smiling. The sunlight sparkled its way across his blonde hair, turning it. "That'll be easy...you certainly know where everything is!" She teased.I returned with two knee-length silky nighties, two quilted robes, acouple of pair of fuzzy slippers, and two very tight pair of bikinipanties to keep our incorrigible boy-toys neatly tucked out of sight.We washed up, did our hair up in pony tails, and applied light daytimemake-up. As I tucked Natalie's perfect eight-inches back between herthighs, she giggled, "Are you sure you don't want just a littlecream...before you have.