Then she said "touch my pussy lips,see how soft and moist they are."I reached between her legs my fingers gently touching the hanging lips.She inhaled...quickly holding her breath then exhaled as I stroked her lips.Man they were big meaty lips.She then asked " can you feel how moist I am?" Yes Mistress Stacey" I replied obediently." Do you want to feel my cunt hole to see how moist I am?" she said." Yes Mistress Stacey I do please" I begged."OK but you must do as I say" she quipped."Yes Mistress. Her pubic bush gyrated in front of me as she pressed her hands feverishly across her burning cheeks, her panties still in a puddle around her shoes. Eventually she reached down and tugged them back up around her waist cutting off the pubic display. Trying to summon up a look of both horror and indignation she turned and ran to her room. I stood up followed by Jill. ‘I think you’d better go back next door,’ she said. ‘I’ll go and make sure she’s OK. That was sure some spanking you gave her.’. Her face was screwed up into an expression that would have frightened a gargoyle, and her hair was all askew upon her head. Her dress was so wrinkled and torn that it looked like it must be 50 years old and that long since it had been washed."What do you folks want?" she demanded as if she expected the worst.Arlene answered, "You aren't the people who used to live here. Have you moved in permanently?" Naw, we was just stopping off here while Joe went around looking for a job to be able to buy. For one thing, he began really hoping he and Diane could work out of this mess and remain together. After thinking a moment, Don put on a pair of boxers to sleep in. Normally he slept nude, but this didn't seem the time to do so. Throwing on his robe he went to rejoin his two lovely companions.Pouring and serving them each a drink he sat down on one of the two over stuffed chairs. The women were whispering and giggling to each other, and Don began thinking they really were planning a sleepover.