I haven't heard you being funny like that since Daddy left." She looked down at her feet again."Do you miss him?" No way!"There was silence until they...got home. As Deborah shut the door behind them, Annette asked, "Do you miss him, Mum?" No!" said Deborah firmly. "Not one bit but I do miss having another grown-up to share my problems with and indeed lots of other things as well." You have Auntie Liz." Yes, I do, and that's wonderful. She's great. It's just..." You need someone to love, don't. I’m back.’ At 24 yeas old thinking with his cock is a fairly regular correction, I use, to train him. His eyes focus on his phone in my hand. His smile dims, and still he is quite pretty. ‘Go put my tampons away and come back.’ He quickly does as he is told. I had forwarded the pics to my email account and have the album ready to view, on the screen. ‘Sit.’ He goes immediately to sit at my feet. ‘No, the chair.’ His head bows he sits in the chair next to my desk. ‘Do you know what I. I wanted her hot, ripe and ready for me. I finally open my eyes, the once deep brown color of my iris grew to a chestnut brown, then a bright brown as I hungrily stared at her 5'9" self swaying her hips left & right in only my long white tee; on the edge of the coffee table immediately in front of me. She had one arm up and over her head as her head leaned on it-tilting back a little, the other hand caressing her perfect 36Cs, grazing her nipples through the white cloth and caressing her small. . she didn't even realize that as they were kissing, his hands sliding between her legs she was wet, her pussy juices had started to flow and there was no stopping them... her wetness was dripping down between her ass cheeks and as she thought about how good it felt to have his fingers slowly start to spread her lips apart her hand had managed to make its way down his stomach, through his pubic hair and was wrapped around his throbbing hard cock, his precum had made it slippery and feeling him.