She was, he thought, even more aroused than the first time. As his head reached the intersection of her thighs and her torso, he could see that severa... inches of the inside of her thighs were glistening with moisture. Her wetness was actually spread down her thighs. It was still very much the aroma of a virgin, unlike that of a mother or even a well fucked girl. This was the scent that only an innocent girl has, and she only has it for a relatively short time. But it was irresistible to Bob,. No wild animals could get in. But as she stood in thedarkness, it seemed to grow, to engulf her, bearing down on her, until shefound it hard to breathe. Something did not feel right. The hairs on the backof her neck stood on end. It felt like she was being watched. She twisted thechains that held her, looking around in the gloom, trying to see something,anything that could cause this sense of uneasiness. But there was nothing.Only the black of night. She could not even see the kitchen counter. Strait off a TV supermarket advert; an intelligent young Mum with short brown hair, elfish smile, dressed to show off her pert little healthy figure.Lorraine played through her routine with me. Sipping Babycham on the sofa we had chatted and smooched.Later she introduced me to a little lesbian love in my bedroom. She had the situation in control; but there was chemistry at work and something had formed between us that day.After the sex we found we were genuinely interested in what each other. The back door opened on the limo and two teenage kids got out. My next thought was, ‘Shit, two very spoiled kids with no parents in sight. Theirs would be a short two weeks’. I was thinking of starting a pool with the hands on how long they would last before wanting to return home. They stood around waiting for their luggage to be unloaded, I thought that they looked a little familiar. But my thought train was interrupted by my current customer’s questions. By the time I was done, one of my.