I am so frightened. What will I do? When I lose him, I will be all alone. I know I have you, but it just won't be the same! Please don't be mad at me....I love you and I know you love me." Sarah, it is right to mourn. Your mother was an angel and I know you miss her. Your father is so gentle and kind, everybody will miss him, too. It is alright to be frightened of what may happen, but you are only 20 years old. You have many years ahead of you and you will find a husband you can love, honor, and. Carefully I crouched down and pushed my head between her legs. My aunt put her hands on my head and pushed my face against her cunt. I felt that she smelled nice down there and carefully I pulled her pussy lips apart with my fingers. Her cunt was really wet, something that aroused me no little. I put a finger in her hole and slowly gained some confidence. I started to move my finger a little and to lick her clit, as soon as I had localised it. Her wet pussy tasted very well to me and from her. Public speaking is lonely and thirsty work.The sisters stopped by in ones and twos to exchange small talk with Sheila before retiring for the evening. That was the cover story, at least. I noticed after the third such “visit” that most of the women seemed to spend more time sneaking glances at my naked crotch than they did in conversation with their leader.Great; I was now either the object of sexual curiosity or at the very least, a diversion in the colony's daily routine. It had been years. .” she started. The guy reached across and pinned her in the seat with his left arm. Then reaching between her legs, he grabbed her panties by the crotch and gave a hard pull. There was a tearing sound and suddenly his hand came free with her torn panties in hit. Smiling, he opened the window and dropped them outside. “Now, that’s much better he said quietly. Let’s go, I’ll direct.” Slowly Cathy pulled the car from the parking place and headed left at.