I must have fallen asleep quickly.When I woke up, I found myself holding Michael, with an urgent hard-onpressing against her butt. She must have been ...wake, and aware that Iwas, too, as she thrust her ass against me. Taking the hint, I used onehand to play with a nipple between my thumb and forefinger, and shemoaned satisfactorily. Soon, I was lying on my back with her on top ofme, my cock deep inside her womanly vulva thrusting upward to meet hermotions as I teased her nipples in my. Whereas Martin had taken after his father, with brown hair and cleft chin and weedy build, Esme had Asian features like her mother: she was short and slight, with delicate skin, wide eyes, and long, wonderfully soft-looking, straight black hair. She was fourteen years old now – though she’d be fifteen next month – and she’d grown up a lot since the last time I’d seen her: she’d grown taller and lost the baby fat around her cheeks, and her breasts – albeit still very small – had filled out.Esme. Imagine what they could do on my body, on my pussy?Watching her, I feel she has travelled the world. She seems so confident, while I am sitting in my tiny room, too scared to go out, looking out of my window with curiosity, yet too much anxiety to actually talk to anyone, let alone this sophisticated woman.I watch her every time she enters the house in the company of men. Sometimes I have seen them before. No clue where she picks them up. She also has regulars who ring her doorbell. They are. Just then my guy opens the door without knocking. Something he often did cause he ‘had known’ us both and hoped to catch us naked too I think. She gives him a hug and kiss and I could see her bare ass when the sweatshirt lifted… he didn’t.Just as we left she tells him I wasn’t wearing underwear! I could have killed her. I had mentioned that was my plan but after what she just did I had to wear panties since my pussy was still dripping!!!!!! He grabbed at my ass and I slapped his hand and glared.