Susan had worn, at my insistence, something other than her usual attire of a flannel shirt and jeans and had actually put on something a little more l...ke a girl would wear. She had put on a one piece, terry cloth jumper outfit. It was an orangey color to accent her red hair and the legs of the shorts were wide and flowing, making it almost appear like it was a dress or skirt.As we sat down around the corner, Susan bent down to place her purse on the ground next to the table and the front of. The poor victim bit her lip, trying not to cry out in pain whenever they grabbed her bruised tits or ass or when they pressed her whipped back to the hard stones of the wall behind her. Finally with one fast motion Fenn torn away her panties and brutally pushed two fingers into her dry pussy.?Ugh!? Leliana cried out in pain as she felt the guard’s hard fingers enter the most intimate part of her body. ?Stop! Ple-? she began to plead, feeling Fenn moving his hand in and out her tender snatch but. I ran my finger up and down her crotch until she broke the kiss long enough to say "Inside"Knowing how to take a hint, I slid my finger into the leg hole of her sopping wet panties making direct contact with her most intimate of girl parts. Her arms became tighter and her kiss became even more intense than it had been. After a few seconds of stimulation she broke the kiss and buried her face against my neck. She was breathing harder and almost panting. Her whole body was shaking as it would if. She went on a tear, hugging her parents and everyone else, all while squealing with delight. After at least a couple minutes, she hugged her dad again. He hugged her hard right back, and she began sobbing.After she got herself in order, she turned within Jeff’s arms and said, “I’m sorry for acting like a little kid.”“Civia,” Dad responded, “there’s no need to apologize. You only rarely behave anything like an 11-year-old, and we could certainly excuse this display of happiness if there were.