She inserted her own finger into her rubbery, elastic cunt opening, pressing continually inward until her whole hand pressed flat against her pubic mo...nd, and then she began to massage her pink-rimmed channel in circular motions, pressing and expanding her spongy pussy to make ready for a second finger. She groaned and writhed, nearly perpendicular in the chair now as she rolled her erect clitoral bud tightly between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand.She had recuperative powers that. Their hands drew over the other's body.She pulled away and held him at arm's length and looked him directly in the face. "You really mean to live with me don’t you?" she said. It was more of a statement than a question. He nodded."I think our problem with the rest of the world can be solved this way. I live here when I need to in order to protect your reputation. When relatives visit, I'm here working for you. When nobody is visiting, we visit each other. The new place is looked after. All of them knew except for Henry. With a nervous gulp, he looked over at Charlotte and said, “Lottie dear, what’s going on?” “We’re just here to have a little fun, that’s all, Henry,” she purred, the excitement buzzing in her loins as she revelled in Henry’s obvious discomfort. Not much threw Henry but, when it did, she loved how it made her feel, the feeling coursing through her with a mixture of adrenaline and alcohol. “What are you worried about, dear?” she asked, noting how quickly the. She knew she embarrassed him because as soon as she dipped her shades she could see his face start to turn red. Her eyes dropped a bit down his body, and for a second she thought she might have seen his crotch bulge a bit.Turning to walk to the house she “accidentally” dropped her keys as she was trying to put them in her bag. That didn't help him at all. She bent down showing him her delicious ass as it stretched the fabric of her shorts. Which just made his reaction surge forward. Then, to.